Here’s one of the new feeders that Anthony and Michael built for the critters. These are the ewes, who have decided that only four at a time can get their behinds to the feeder. They aren’t sure about breakfast and dinner either because it is in that ‘thing’. Subsequently,this will cut down on the amount of wasted hay for sure.
It didn’t take Bubba any time at all to figure out how to get dinner or breakfast. He just dug right into the feeder. However, Bo and Blue weren’t as excited about the thing. Later, I did see them right up beside Bubba.
Yesterday was an amazing day. The list seemed long; however, it was pretty well finished by the time I decided I hadn’t eaten lunch and it was time for dinner. So with all of the critters fed with their new feeders we called it quits and went for our own dinner. Anthony and Michael did quite a job of making short work of the list.
I had started out in the morning by contacting the lawnmower service about taking the John Deere for winterizing. Then when that was done, I secured a place for my little Geo for the winter, too. The alpacas received their dewormer. And then it was Maggie’s turn. She was not happy with the paste; but she did swallow it and then decided it wasn’t as bad as she thought initially. Maggie has a good temperament when it is something that she wants. Consequently, dinner being served after that miserable tasting paste wasn’t terrible. In addition, she got an apple, and a couple of her favorite hard candies.
I’ve been keeping Maggie’s and the alpaca boy’s areas as clean as possible. I’m not sure what happened but the alpaca boys have decided to do their pooping inside. They have always gone outside, but then there was a situation with the door where they got it off the hinges. Once the hinges were fixed I thought they’d go back outside; however, they have other thoughts. It isn’t a big deal to keep clean, but I’m not sure why they have made this choice.
The ‘baby’ chicks were run out of the loft. Literally Anthony and Michael had to pick them up one by one and shove them out of the loft. I don’t understand why they were so resistant because every time the door to the alpaca girl’s area was open they tried to get out. Then when the door was open they had other ideas. It doesn’t matter as they are now outside with Ghost T. That’s another matter for discussion.
Since the little chickens are now out in the general population I’ve let Blackie and her two babies out of the larger cage. They are running amok in the loft for the first time by themselves. And Speckle’s sister didn’t look so well yesterday as she sat in the sun and didn’t walk around much. Therefore, she is back in her cage, although the top is not secured, with a heat lamp. When I checked on her late last night she was tucked under the lamp, so even though her foot has healed she appears to still be under the weather.
Later in the day, Anthony and Michael helped unload 65 bales of hay stacking it just right in the loft. There’s not much space because of Blackie, her two babies, and then Speckle’s sister still residing in the area; however, there’s nothing like the fresh smell of hay. The unloading of hay definitely makes for a noise-filled serenade from the barns, too.
Ghost T has thus far behaved himself. He’s out in the general population with the little chicks that he spent time with in the loft. I don’t say that out loud or mention it anywhere else. So far he has left Cochin alone. Cochin and Ghost T have been crowing back and forth as usual checking on each other, but no violence. I don’t suppose that 24 hours is a good measure of whether or not this is going to work that Ghost T has bonded with the new chickens and will leave some of the old ones for Cochin. I got up very early this morning, thank you Max, to check on the whereabouts of both roosters and found that they were behaving. Instead of going back to sleep I went ahead with my morning routine and a cup of tea while waiting and watching the both of them. Then I started chores and still wasn’t back inside for breakfast until after nine a.m.
The morning sun tried breaking through the clouds to no avail. Although it was warm the sun played an in and out game of pushing through the gray skies. Now the wind is up and blowing pretty hard while there are supposed to be thunderstorms soon. As a result the skies are filling with darker clouds than even those of the morning.
And so it goes…
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