While I go through this ongoing episode with Aunty Del ( who is still so weak ) I literally stand in the kitchen to shovel a little food into my mouth at the appropriate intervals. But none of it sticks. My old jeans are all comfortable now. Lucky I did not cut them up for rags!
Last night I finished at 9.30. I gave Del an extra milking – though she was reluctant. Del has mastitis in one quarter now. Her temperature is back up and her head is back down.
Tia is still waiting. She is showing no signs of being close except that big full udder.
I will go out before work and collect some medicine for Del. Her system is so compromised that it does not surprise me but it is still devastating that she is poorly again. You would think with all the antibiotics she has had in the last week that she would have escaped this.
Molly the sow is in her own field now, the piglets are officially weaned and the barn is so much more relaxed. The piglets had oats soaked in ( watered down) hot milk for dinner and gobbled it all up.
Poppy will be home soon from the other side. She should be farrowing in a month or so I need to check the book.
The Thistle Eaters are doing an amazing job. After yesterday’s four inches of rain the ground is so soft they can dig and excavate very deeply. I shifted their enclosure yesterday after work and by nightfall it was cleared. Once they are a little taller I will train them to an electric fence which will make shifting them a lot easier.
It is working though. This intensive thistle grubbing. When I went to take this picture of the Thistle Eaters they were all laid out sleeping in the sun. Naturally they leapt up at the exact moment of capture. They are glad the rain is over for the meantime.
Every tine I shift them I rake and sow oats into the area they leave.
Not everything is working. We are going through a rough patch. But I persevere.
The basement pump has been going almost nonstop. There is a lot of water coming in down there.
Oh – apparently I spoke too soon about the rain ending today.