I opened up the center of the barn for Molly and her piglets to get out of this incessant wind and rain. The wind is so strong it reaches right into the barn on her side.
Plus it gives her babies a couple of days to acclimate to the middle barn before their mother goes back out into the field. P
Immediately two problems arose. Molly goes crazy when she smells the milk from the barn milking room – leaping up on the gates trying to beg for some ( she does not get it until feed time) which is awfully dangerous for the piglets below her. Plus every time I walk through the barn she startles up, scattering babies in all directions.
She is just too touchy at the moment and also, and sadly, I cannot make myself trust her again. I never go in with her now. She is still very suspicious. And I have the fear now.
So I will wean her this week.
I will sort that after work today.
Mr Flowers’s tail hangs down so low that it brushes my face as I walk through the barn. I can part the feathers like a curtain.
The rain yesterday was once again an endless series of downpours. This image is taken from the Instagram video. Scroll down and click on it if you want to hear the deluge.
This time of year we always get a lot of rain. It feels like this year it is more from the East. Everything is just going on a little longer and a little later and a little stronger.
The asparagus is loving this rain though!
I had better get going – to get everything done before I go to work I have to be milking by 6am. It takes me much longer to prepare for the milking than it does to milk. Del has always been fast.
Last time I looked, Tia was showing no signs of going into labour. My anxiety about her still sits suspended above me like a dark cartoon thought balloon. If all goes well I will definitely be milking her – she has a huge udder.