Yesterday I reordered the order, and all the animals went in and out of the barn with ease and no escapes. So now the pens are all sorted out for the period that I am away.
It is very lucky that pigs do not have digits or at the very least Daisy’s height. They would be opening gates in all directions.
Those pigs forget nothing. I gave them the command to run through the barn and up the barn corridor and around the corner entering their winter quarters the old way (without going across the drive, which they are not allowed to do while I am away). The command by the way is Go To Bed. We have not done this for most of the summer. Go To Bed I called from the field. Bam! Off they shot and were piled up at the correct gate before I even got to in to open it! They love their Winter Quarters.
Queenie watched as we opened the interior milking parlour gate for Daisy, now that the cold is here and like a good fat cow she did not try to stuff herself through as well. She is the very essence of patience this cow. She stands ever so quietly waiting for her turn to be fed.
And Daisy moseyed on through her new entrance with a flick of her ever- flicking tail and a smart comment about how it was – about Time someone got around to opening this door, I am so over having to walk through the muck out there, and what were you thinking taking so long about it?
It is one of those lovely double horse doors too, so she can still watch the preparations but from the warmth of her own bed. Lazy cow.
The kittens really love those little sheep.
As you know my mantra is space and air, not only is this for my building projects but also for my animals. Each animal must have the option to go outside. The option for Mama’s flock is a two acre paddock, which desperately needs time without sheep on it now. So on the list is the fence, to create a small field, that keeps them in closer to the barn, hay and their barn door.
The generator needs it’s yearly overhaul because the power does go out in the storms but we still need to run water and milk twice a day. The generator only runs twice a day during these times. Also on the list is The List for the Surrogate Milkers of who gets what, when, where, how much and for how long.
Plus I cannot possibly go AWAY in farm clothes and all my clothes have been reduced to farm clothes. Most especially my jeans. And you all know how I feel about shopping! Which is why all my clothes are farm clothes. It just won’t do. One has to think of ones public you know!
And I really want to be wearing clothes that are Made in America. I prefer to shop from the country I am living in. Why is it so hard to find a little white top that is Made in America? I simply cannot go to NZ dressed in the House of; Made in China. Do I have to learn how to SEW!? Horrors.
Anyway, I won’t read the list to you. John might see it and run for the hills -which is a pretty long run out here on the prairies. At least he can cook and I am not reduced to putting meals in the freezer for him to eat while I am away.
Have a lovely day.