Tara and Bunnylady you both have beautiful pics and animals and love the flowers Tara.

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Just shoot me!!!![]()
I finally screw up my courage to call the vet (haven't wanted to give myself another bill to pay).
I need him to come out, do a good check-up on my three does. I never did have them looked at after buying them. But one has disbudded horns that I think are fine, but dont look quite right so I want looked at, and one has bumps that looks like the parasite bumps that my horse had (back when I had horses) that are ignorable but I wanna be sure that is what there are, and see if he sees anything else that I need to be monitoring on them, or testing them for to male sure that their milk wont kill us (and yes, we have been drinking it for months and are not dead....dont poke at my logic, I know it isn't there, it would just make me feel better...and then also I could maybe give some extra to the neighbors... ) ...
and I need to get them tested for johnes, CAE and CL so that I can pimp them out. I need them bred in the next couple of months. I found someone with a buck that will cover them if I can prove they are clean of the above.
And... (Drum roll) the ONLY vet within a FOUR hour driving radius that does house calls and knows his stuff and will drive out to your place to see your animals (and actually charges reasonable rates..a big shocker there, good price and totally worth it) IS TOTALLY GONE!!!
As far as I know, he isn't dead, but might be, but has disconnected his phones and if not dead has something horrid wrong with him and is in the hospital in Anchorage. And has been for the last 2 to 3 weeks.![]()
I guess I have to google how to do the blood draws myself......and screw the rest.![]()
Lots of -snip-
We do get enough cold here during winter...
more lots of -snip-
I managed to slam the back of my head into a 4x4 wooden crossbeam last night while doing the chores. Fairly stunned, I then couldn't figure out how to get out of the chicken gate. Now in a (painful) panic, I realized I had left the other chicken gate closed but not latched when I was doing the water. I stumble up to that gate, get kinda tangled in the hose, throw the hose out the gate. The hose comically lands on its handle in the ground, turning the hose on (this is a problem with the cheap metal ones that I buy but they're more sturdy than the plastic ones since we seem to get unexpected freezing nights sometimes). Still trying to get out of the gate, and now being sprayed by a rogue hose, I manage to get out of the chicken run and go get BF. I'm terribly confused at this point, soaking wet, sobbing, in pain...
Poor BF takes one look at me as a hot sobbing snotty dirty wet mess and sets me down on the couch, gets me a bag of ice for my noggin, and says he'll finish the chores. While he's outside I (stupidly) decide I can finish the indoor chores (clean the cat box). About 5 seconds into cleaning the cat box I (still don't know how it happened or what it happened on) but I slam the top of my head into something else. BF then finds me in a heap in the hallway, crying again.
He puts me to bed.
I have to admit it was the best nights sleep I've had in a long time.
I have a splitting headache this morning, feel a bit stupid and my head is throbbing in both areas where I slammed it into something... but for the first time in a long time I'm not tired.
There's always a bright side.
I managed to slam the back of my head into a 4x4 wooden crossbeam last night while doing the chores. Fairly stunned, I then couldn't figure out how to get out of the chicken gate. Now in a (painful) panic, I realized I had left the other chicken gate closed but not latched when I was doing the water. I stumble up to that gate, get kinda tangled in the hose, throw the hose out the gate. The hose comically lands on its handle in the ground, turning the hose on (this is a problem with the cheap metal ones that I buy but they're more sturdy than the plastic ones since we seem to get unexpected freezing nights sometimes). Still trying to get out of the gate, and now being sprayed by a rogue hose, I manage to get out of the chicken run and go get BF. I'm terribly confused at this point, soaking wet, sobbing, in pain...
Poor BF takes one look at me as a hot sobbing snotty dirty wet mess and sets me down on the couch, gets me a bag of ice for my noggin, and says he'll finish the chores. While he's outside I (stupidly) decide I can finish the indoor chores (clean the cat box). About 5 seconds into cleaning the cat box I (still don't know how it happened or what it happened on) but I slam the top of my head into something else. BF then finds me in a heap in the hallway, crying again.
He puts me to bed.
I have to admit it was the best nights sleep I've had in a long time.
I have a splitting headache this morning, feel a bit stupid and my head is throbbing in both areas where I slammed it into something... but for the first time in a long time I'm not tired.
There's always a bright side.
I will have to look at the new Bay Bridge when we fly into SF next month. Assuming it isn't all foggy![]()
How long did it take to build and how horrendous was traffic during that time? I'm guessing it was pretty ugly.