Yesterday the boar piglets were castrated. So they did not have a good day. However Poppy was very well behaved and waited patiently outside in the rain until it was over. There are two gilts(girls) (Jake will have one and I will keep the other) and three plonkers. 
They recover very fast. Can you see this little piglet sleeping upside down with his feet in the air, just like Boo. 
Otherwise we had a fairly good day. John was working Across the Way getting that area ready for the Aunty Del and Queenies Bobby to come back. Naomi will follow in a while when she is well and truly off the breast!
It rained again – yes again – I have not looked at the new rain gauge but all through the night the flood warnings were sirening through our phones. It poured down for ages. Disturbing.
It is so damp here that weeds are growing in the steps!
I was so tired last night that I was in bed early but asleep even earlier. After doing my rounds in the pouring rain I did not need a shower. I am getting blisters from walking in wet gumboots. Surely this rain will stop soon. And last night we got a LOT of rain. Way, way too much.
I hope you have a good day. I had to remind MYSELF to look for the lifelines of loveliness yesterday. I was in a snappy tired mood so tried to keep to myself so as not to share it. But I was not as successful as I had hoped.
After much thought I have decided to sell the goats. I just cannot handle them as well as everyone else. For one thing we are going to be very short of hay this winter and secondly I cannot walk through my fields without being ambushed by them. I am endlessly having to avoid them or fend them off. They make me feel angry when they jump on me from behind. They are so cuddly but I really do not have the space or time for them. So they are for sale. 
One of the good things about life and being alive is to be able to admit your own mistakes. It is powerful to say ooops I screwed up = that means I am in charge of fixing this problem. And the way to fix this problem is to sell these goats to someone who has the time to milk them.
]I hope you have a good day
love celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
37 responses to “Poor Piglets”
So glad to read all the farmy news as did not get a post yesterday – that is if one was posted? Life happens day by day and circumstances change on each of them: am certain the piglets have almost forgotten, understand about the goats and do hope that wretched rain decides to stop awhile!! Here it is blowing about 80 +++ kph: as I have tall trees all around the noise does not allow one to talk on the phone 🙂 ! It took me over an hour to stumble to the computer in the library . . . that accident last Wednesday has really ‘done me in’ . . . thank God it seems that ankle is not broken nor the nose I think but you would not believe my current looks or pain . . .that too will pass, I hope!!!
Well celi you are a much smarter farmer than Tim. He got a cute little goat once, called him William, as in billy goat. Anyway, he kept for a long time and put up with the nonsense that can be goats, oh the stories. Anyway, the day he put William in the truck to finally find him another home, Tim sighed a sigh of relief as William stuck his head out the side of the truck, causing a ruckus right to the end. No more car jumping, bunting of visitors, etc, etc. I must admit, I did an oh oh when you got the goats. They were not for us either, pushy little buggers. Faye
Now I see why my parents never wanted a goat around when I asked for one. They already had some experience! Yes, chalk it up to experience and move on. They were not a good fit for the otherwise calm nature of the farmy.
Poor wee piglets .. Shame about your goats Celi, but no fun being lept on from behind. Wonderful pic of those sunflowers …
I love the sunflowers!