Last year at this time I was sitting at a bull sale. It was a long, painful day. Thank god we got a bull last year. We've been all over the globe this past week to buy farm equipment and cattle stuff and I can hardly move. Waiting for meds to kick in so I can get supper on and feed the flock. I'm sure the girls are wondering what happened to me even though I let them out. I can hear the guineas yelling their heads off.
On a happy note, we did get the piece of machinery we drove 3.5 hours away to get. I think I'd of screamed if we didn't get it.
My goal is to get supper on, feed the chickens and likely get ready to go to the show "Lego Batman" It looks too hilarious to miss. I think I can manage to sit. DH is taking the boy in anyway.
Tomorrow hopefully I can get up, feed the chickens (in the morning in good time) and get my hatching eggs in.
If I can get all that done...it'll be amazing.
On happy note #2, all the calves being born are strong, vigorous and a lovely small size. Apparently they are also quite docile and nice to work with the reds being a bit quieter than the blacks, which is exactly like the fathers. Not a calf pulled yet and haven't had to attend a calving other than the premature twins that were born at the start of calving in the cold weather.
Now that's what I'm talkin' about...lol.