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A Wedding
In the Country. Our good friends down the road had a wedding for their daughter under the trees in their three acre back yard and were kind enough to invite us. We went to the wedding then milked the cow, fed the calves and went back for the dinner and dancing. As usual I annoyed the…
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Pig television
Yesterday the gentle mid summer Lull continued. All the calves ate their meals like good little calves. Little is a tiny maybe little bit better but at least holding his own. He still smells bad and the flies are at him the way they always pick on animals who are sickly. I was watching him yesterday morning…
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Summer like cotton sheets
Yesterday I was feeding the chickens and suddenly looked up as I felt a Lull descend like a floating white cotton sheet upon the Farmy. A summer lull. Long before the times of fitted sheets, (which I hate by the way – they are useless when the elastic gives up), my mother would make the…
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Prone Cats and Sleeping Calves
John has so much work now that he is working six days a week, leaving at 4 in the morning and not getting home until after seven. Lady Astor and I wait for him. John has an habitual cough and when she hears him cough, as he walks from his truck to the barn after pulling…
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Still alive
Against all the odds, and rattling like an old train when he drinks (antibiotics are not helping him – they seldom do help such young bony animals) The Little Bobby is still alive. Yesterday afternoon I shifted him into the small pen close by my bedroom window and gave him small sips of colostrum (I have jars…
The Kitchen's Garden 