Blue Kot, Bandaids & Barns

We are all a little tired today. Last night was basically and all-nighter on the farm. Sometimes, not very often for us thankfully, things happen and you have no choice but to stay up and alert.

Yesterday we started on the new barn. It is going to be about 16' by 20' or so when complete. Just something small that we can control easily and keep all the animals in cozy at night. Also, we will have a loft in it for Ella to play in. This will keep her occupied when we have to be the ones chasing goats, doing the not-so-fun parts of dealing with animals.

Today, I wish we would have started the barn earlier, like about a week ago, because an unexpected visitor, or visitors, changed our lives at about 2:00 a.m.

Lizzy woke me up barking and I woke Aaron up quickly telling him to go check on her. She doesn't bark unless there is something to be telling mommy and daddy about. In this case, she was a good little alert doggie.

As Aaron was running out the back door, down to the goats, my farmer instinct kicked in. I grabbed my weapon of choice(which will remain untold) and took off outside too. Thankfully my baby girl is a professional sleeper, I did not hesitate to leave Chochy in charge as I was running to assist Aaron. After a considerable amount of fighting off dogs and searching for all 14 goats, we were only able to round up 12 of them. Aaron did find the other 2 but they went to goat heaven. Only 2 others had injuries and so far, we are able to say they will heal just fine.



We did have to use some at-home farm medication called Blu-Kot. This is powerful and staining to anything and everything in it's path. Needless to say, Aaron and I have blue hands and thanks to my trusty flip flops, my feet are blue too. I asked him what to do to get it off, his reply, "It has to wear off." Oh well.

I will leave you in peace knowing the goats will be making a short ride later this evening back to my parents' house to the other fenced in area where they will be protected by 10,000 volts.

All I have to say is, 'Take that you crazy dogs, I hope you are introduced to those 10,000 volts. I can only handle so many band-aids on this heart at one time'.



Catch me if you can

Chasing goats is a daily activity at our place.

Even in a nightgown.

 And pulling them in wagons is too.

 

And I forgot about 'goat jail'... The purpose of this kennel is a little confusing to some. But at least once that baby is caught, we won't have to chase him down again... at least until tomorrow. 

Green Grass

I am really behind on posting to the blog. Sorry to those couple of you that come here to read about us.

A few changes around the Hosler farm include:
1. We moved. Maybe that will be my excuse for not blogging. 

2. Ella is growing(not a shocker). And most importantly, she is an artist and has an incredible sense of fashion. I know it comes totally natural, well, maybe the artist part, but seriously, my baby is a genius.



3. The goats are happier than ever

With the exception of this crazy goat, we refer to her as 'whitey' or 'white goat' or 'never satisfied'. All the goats are loving the new junk to eat. White goat believes the grass is always greener on the other side.

Oh, I almost forgot about someone. We adopted Clyde. He is currently the outsider. He can only stay with the others for a short amount of time. When he goes from boy to possible father candidate, he will move down to my parents. He will be excited to have girlfriends. He is a Boar, where all the others are Pygmy's, except for Goofy. We will save Goofy for another day. You will love her.



Hope everyone has a good 4th,

Kellie