Chicka, what kind of snake, do you know? It looks pretty.
Me...
My morning:
I. Hate. Dogs.
Kids #2,4,5 went to milk while 1 and 3 went to church to put back all the stuff we took out when we scrubbed the floors, and then do morning prayers.
So.... 2 and 4 finished the milking then brought the milk to the house and 5 started to lead the goats to the pasture (they sleep in the barn, and stay in the pasture during the day...not connected)
2and 4 were straining the milk getting breakfast started etc. and I ask where 5 is.... They tell me, and then I ask why we haven't yet seen him walk by the house? And are they sure #5 is fine? ( youngest is 7.5 years old). We all think for a few more minutes, then 2 goes out to see what is up.
We have had the goats for close to two months now... And NOW the dog is a problem.
So, kid 5 started to walk the goats out... Super easy, they follow you, you don't even need a leash. Then the dog flipped his stupid lid, and tried to herd the goats back into the barn, and then bit Holly's floppy ear. And poor kid 5 was hollering for help, trying to get the dog off the goat, and got one of his fingers mashed or stepped on or something so lots of blood from Holly's ear and from him too.
Kid 2 got the dog in the house, we washed off Holly's ear, and poured some nice herbal horse wound stuff that I have onto the wounds. Both sides of her giant floppy ear...of course. Just surface slices, so torn hide, and lots of dripping blood, but not horrid. It kept dripping blood so I had kid #4 go down with some flour to stop the bleeding.
Poor goats were so upset. Kid 2 stayed with them in the pasture as long as he could, until he had to run to Chinese, then kid 4 stayed with them a bit.
They must be OK now, because they are quiet...no more yelling.
I hate dogs.
Me...
My morning:
I. Hate. Dogs.
Kids #2,4,5 went to milk while 1 and 3 went to church to put back all the stuff we took out when we scrubbed the floors, and then do morning prayers.
So.... 2 and 4 finished the milking then brought the milk to the house and 5 started to lead the goats to the pasture (they sleep in the barn, and stay in the pasture during the day...not connected)
2and 4 were straining the milk getting breakfast started etc. and I ask where 5 is.... They tell me, and then I ask why we haven't yet seen him walk by the house? And are they sure #5 is fine? ( youngest is 7.5 years old). We all think for a few more minutes, then 2 goes out to see what is up.
We have had the goats for close to two months now... And NOW the dog is a problem.
So, kid 5 started to walk the goats out... Super easy, they follow you, you don't even need a leash. Then the dog flipped his stupid lid, and tried to herd the goats back into the barn, and then bit Holly's floppy ear. And poor kid 5 was hollering for help, trying to get the dog off the goat, and got one of his fingers mashed or stepped on or something so lots of blood from Holly's ear and from him too.
Kid 2 got the dog in the house, we washed off Holly's ear, and poured some nice herbal horse wound stuff that I have onto the wounds. Both sides of her giant floppy ear...of course. Just surface slices, so torn hide, and lots of dripping blood, but not horrid. It kept dripping blood so I had kid #4 go down with some flour to stop the bleeding.
Poor goats were so upset. Kid 2 stayed with them in the pasture as long as he could, until he had to run to Chinese, then kid 4 stayed with them a bit.
They must be OK now, because they are quiet...no more yelling.
I hate dogs.
