Walkies

Every week I try and set an objective for the week. This coming week it is to get the pigs walking again. Somehow over the last few weeks Sheila’s walks have been forgotton.  But the last two evenings we have gone on excursions, accompanied by Poppy of course. Sheila is deeply out of shape. It is one thing to cut down on portions to reach a sensible weight, but we must add Miles to maintain the sensible weight.

Tima, who will have a genetic tendency to run to fat, needs to have a good long walk every day as well. And of course the dogs are happy to oblige.  The dogs frolic as they walk. Tima is stoic and just keeps on keeping on. She is not deterred by their antics.  She bites her thumb at them.

It was lovely and warm yesterday so the cows and calves went into the shade. Daisy is still up on the concrete pad. She is on a mission to drop her milk output so I can take her down to once  day milking.

The cornish cross are out in the field now.  In the ark.

I left four red runners in there too, they were not up to par.. and can you see Black?  – the little heirloom gift chick that came with this flock.. soon I will take him out and begin the long process of introducing him to the baby layer flock. I actually think it might be a Her.  But for the moment she/he is warm and cosy with his/her Cornish cousins.

Daisy is still puddling along, the wound in her teat is healing and her milk production is dropping. And she is complaining loudly about the state of the hay. Soon we will be at stage Two which is once a day milking and an udder bra to prevent any more tears/tears. First we need healing though.

I hope you all have a lovely day.

Your friend on the farmy

celi