Today, we helped move an unused fridge from the community center/church a few buildings down Main Street. Stephan took the lead planning and sarah cleared a path, while Stacia and I helped load it on a dolly and guide it home. When the three of use would get stuck, Stacia and I would suggest just picking the fridge up, but kept being told that it was very heavy. Finally, there was no other option and three of us picked it up stairs with ease, with Sarah watching in amazement. My favorite part was when Sarah suggested that Stephan and Stacia take the heavier side because they are the strongest. Early last week, Sarah's jaw dropped as Stacia carried something heavy into the barn. I responded to her amazement by saying, "Yeah, Stacia is the strongest woman I have ever met." Ever since then, Sarah has been pointing it out at every opportunity.
After the hilarity of walking a fridge down Main St. as a quad, we moved on to goat duty. We went with Sarah to visit Camden (the buck) and Blackie, who haven't been getting along too well. However, after getting Blackie in the back of the vehicle, Camden decided he wasn't THAT disgruntled with Blackie and he jumped over the fence. He does NOT like to be alone. So, I stayed with him until another goat could be brought back. In the meantime, heavy snow started falling changing the scene from brown to while. With no wind, the snowfall looked like a computer generation, either a screensaver or a scene from the Truman Show. It was perfect with snowflakes placed in completely random sequence, but on quiet repeat.
The moment was only slightly ruined by Camden's wail at the fence side. For as much as I am getting in touch with my inner goat, I could not ease him. Finally, a new goat arrived to turn his wailing abandonment into charged curiosity. We were hoping Paula the goat was in heat, but the two just danced around each other, neither running away nor finding intimacy. In the meantime, I learned much about goat courtship. Don't worry, I took notes.
After much time, we decided to take Paula back. Again, I stayed with Camden the buck. But after a trip back to the barn, Paula wasn't overly interested in being back with the herd and was taunting Sarah with signs of heat. So, she came back to Camden and me to spend the night. We will all just have to wait and see in a few months...
Adventures continued with jump starting a car and mucking out part of the goat pen at the barn. Finally, we came back to the cozy apartment for soup and biscuits. The afternoon was spent reading, napping, and cooking. Until 6, when we went started a milking shift.
There was some entertainment during milking tonight as well. Since integrating the does and doelings that process has changed a bit. Needless to say, the doelings don't quite have it down. As directed, we moved the doelings from one pen to another. Except, they did not want to go where they were suppose to go. They wanted to go anywhere but. Stacia and I thought we had them trapped with only one direction available, but instead they ran over the haystack, through our arms, and between my legs. There was limited fear since the barn was closed, but it was an exciting couple of minutes to herd those little ones. Pretty much like herding cats or what I expect herding cats might look like.
My other favorite part of milking was the background music. Stacia kept changing the lyrics to popular songs while milking. Honestly, I'm not sure how many of the actual lyrics she knows, but the new ones were absolutely memorable. My favorite lyrics came after I complimented her on her milking skills..."These hands were made for milking. And that's just what they'll do. Someday, these hands are going to milk all over you." I'm sure Nancy Sinatra would be both impressed and proud.
It was a full day. Good thing, we are Amazon Women.
Hope you all had an interesting Saturday as well,
Kenz
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| Camden running the fence and wailing while he is left alone until a new goat arrives momentarily. |
His goat wail.
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