I like to let the goats out with us while we work, but they are so, so naughty. They, of course, eat all kinds of things that you don't want them to. You wouldn't even know that I had some lovely Hostas that I was very fond of. (Just hoping they come back!)
|No, Hans, no!|
Farm life always has a little animal drama. Today when I closed the third stall door, some animal fell a few feet from my head. Fearing it was a mouse, I did what I usually do and screamed, "JAMES!" I stood there while he investigated the creature. Nope, not a mouse today - a bat! Apparently he was hanging in the overhead somewhere and I knocked him down when I closed the door. I wouldn't let the kids get close to him (I think they can carry rabies...), but he stayed there for a long time, so I was afraid that I hurt him with the door.
See him there? Eventually he got up and flew out (or a cat got him, but I'm sticking to the first idea).
Although we had prepared the goat stall and chicken coop for winter, we added some clean pine straw for both of them. Ben brought this brilliant chicken so we could trim his head feathers; he tends to walk into things when they grow too long.
We have had a hurt guinea isolated for several weeks that we released today. I blame Obama for his misfortune, because the accident was caused by the presidential helicopters. On occasion they fly overhead; this day they were so low and so loud that the guineas freaked and started flying. This one guinea flew straight into our vacation trailer and knocked himself out. Honestly, I had about zero hope of the guinea recovering but we isolated him and babied him until he learned to stand and walk again. He is walking with a limp but you can't pick him out of the crowd.