Hi - Wow.. ok this week with the animals have aged me. I will explain within the post....
All my photos this week were quick snapshots with my phone. But I did get a few good ones - this was my favorite all week :0)
I call this... Does this shot make my ears look big?
Tuco on Tuesday was fixed. And there were issues that would have caused a lot of problems later, so it was a really good thing we had him fixed, despite my tears not wanting to do it, I am so glad we went through with it... would have been really hard on the guy later.
This photo was snapped minutes after home from his day at the vet, he was soooo sad. I wanted to crawl into the pen and lay with him on his little fuzzy bed.
But no worries now. Other than trying to keep him calm and not playing with the other three... he doesn't seem to care that he has 4-5 inches of stitches on his belly. And doesn't seem to care that Doc said no running, rough housing, or playing this week. Now I know ... leave him in the pen and then he wouldn't be able to right? But I can't stand to hear him cry and believe me he cries loud and sad when we wants to. So we have just kept a VERY close eye on him and I think I have said about 457 times... "no running Tuco" And 342 time "Autie NO playing rough with Tuco" and then 1290 times "LIBBIE Leave Tuco ALONE!" She has this thing about chasing him, biting his back legs until he gives in and then flipping him over and attacking him. Chica.. she has been calm and good with him.
Here he is last night in the back yard, me explaining that he still needs to stay sitting next to me, not running the fence line.
Handsome happy face huh?
Baby Boy Goat Danny was my other panic attack this week, and I didn't get a photo of him... sorry. He somehow got a leg caught on a table and fell off and twisted his leg. When I got out there by the sounds of the screams you would have thought his leg came off where it was attached. I thought his leg was broken. I was freaking out... Hubby kept telling me to calm down and that we needed to remember that they are pretty tough animals and that we can't take him to the vet they were closed, and the next day was the 4th of July so we need just give him some meds, and watch him. I just look at him and say.... I don't care, he is my baby right now and he is in pain... what ever it takes. I know he is right, but really when one of my babies is in pain all logic goes out the window. So we gave him some medicine and then just kept a close eye on him that night... next morning, a slight limp, next afternoon very little sign of pain at all, that night... he was climbing the tree... sigh... kids. Got up yesterday morning and Alice was holding up her back leg and hoping on three legs..... I think I have grey hairs coming in now..... BTW... last night Alice was in the tree with Danny....
But how about a couple of goats that haven't given me any panic attacks this week?
Pretty little Vera, I think she was smiling at me. She is still a little skittish, but really wants to get the scratches like the other girls so I think it is just a matter of days before she gives in and lets me rub her down. Alice was the same way... and now she likes my ear scratches.
Beautiful Gracie -
I call her my Million Dollar Baby. She is just stunning. Those eyes can melt you I swear. And no she isn't really worth a full million dollars... but she is probably the prettiest and if for sale would have been priced the highest for sure. But she was not ever for sale....
Ok... now the other aging factor in Hubby and I's life this week. More Hubby than me, but I was with him mentally, and emotionally all week, and did put in a little physical labor this week... Do you know what this is?
Hard to tell? I can see it... No Ideas?
Here it was last night, this is the view from off my back porch... OH I am soooo excited!!!
Now do you see it??? OH my I am really egg-cited!!! Now you get it? YES finally I am gonna have one!
Hubby is bringing some cats from our business in town. We sold the property - and he has cats that have been there forever. They have gotten them all fixed and most of them were born there and totally rely on Hubby for food/water and care. If he leaves them, there will be nobody to take care of them. And honestly... Hubby can't leave them, he is very attached to them. You just think it is me that is the big softy... nope Hubby is way more emotionally attached.. hard to believe huh? I mean I am really bad about getting attached, but Hubby he is really the mushy one.
So we are going to bring them out to the farm - there are 10 of them. Yes I said 10... We are going to bring them home and put them in this pen, with a little door to have shelter in the building. Then slowly we will be letting them out during the day, then as they get use the area we will let them have freedom and live all over the farm. Farm Cats... I pray they will all be safe, and learn to be tough farm cats.. catch mice, and other little bad things. But then... after the cats are done using the pen and the building... its real use will become reality. After YEARS of the promise of it.... I can then have CHICKENS! Yep! This is my new Chicken Coop and Chicken Yard!! We will be putting a chicken ramp up to a little door, hen boxes inside, and of course a wire top to the fencing... to keep bad creatures from climbing into the pen at night. I am so thrilled to finally see that one day soon I will have my own Chickens... for those yummy farm fresh eggs! Hubby then will add "and chicken" and I say... UH No... my chickens will have names. And as we all know, if you have a name you cannot be eaten. It is just the rule of how it is...
I'll leave today with another great photo I got - I was out with the goats the other night, and looked up. And this was my view....
Love living in the country.... Gorgeous Sunset huh? And not too bad of photo considering I snapped it with my camera.
Hope you have a wonderful weekend and I hope you can sit somewhere and see a gorgeous sunset too.
HUGS and see you tomorrow... Very excited about my news that I will post!!!!