Animal Babies: Spring Has Come to the Country

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Busy, busy, busy! It never stops. I sometimes just want to sleep and not wake up for a few weeks. That, I think would be bliss. But life goes on and the world is not going to stop to let me off anytime soon.

Well first things first. Happy Easter and our baby is now 9 years old. It seems like just yesterday that he was born. Boy I miss when he was a baby. He’s growing up too fast. Soon he’s going to graduate from high school! Oh well … such is life.

Most of the farm animals are doing well. Except for our calf, Otis. Otis seems to be losing his fur at an alarming rate. Between his back legs he’s completely bald. It’s coming out in clumps. I’ve never seen such a thing. Mind you, this is only our second bull calf. We’ve asked several cattle farmers around here and they all say the same thing. “It’s normal.” Weird. Oh well. He’s eating well, still a sookie and looking normal otherwise. So we’ll leave it at that. If any of you have seen this before let me know.

We have a few new additions to the farm. We bought a few banty hens (like we didn’t have enough) from a friend. He didn’t want them anymore because he needed the room. Of the hens, 3 are just banties and one is a Millefleur and so is the rooster. That’s why Dave wanted them. They are kind of scraggly, but the feathers will grow back one day.

I’m having a dilemma. I’d love to let my hens run free but we have so many wild mink in the area that I don’t know if they’d survive or not. And also, will they lay in the house or am I going to have to go egg hunting on four acres of land everyday?

The piglets are doing extremely well. They should be ready to hit the road next week or so. We are keeping 2 for ourselves. Dave brought a piglet to the school in Yarmouth last week. A friend of ours teaches third grade, and they were reading Charlotte’s Web. She asked Dave if he could come in with a piglet. I don’t know who was more excited, the kids or our friend? Not one kid had ever seen a pig, and only two had seen hay before. Isn’t that sad. It’s not like we live in New York City. There’s farms everywhere around here.

We’ve come to another hard decision. We have to sell Febe. She’s a great milker, great mom and great goat, but she’s really, really bad with kids of the two legged variety. I cannot leave her alone with J. for a minute or she attacks him. This is not good. She’s a very aggressive goat, and I figure that she thinks he’s a small goat she can bully and she attacks him. Last summer she smacked him in the chest and sent him flying. This cannot happen again, and he loves the goats, he wants to help, but he can’t when she’s around, which is all the time since she’s the head goat.

So this winter when she’s dried off, I will put an ad in the paper to sell her. She was due to kid today but she’s late. I think it’ll be a few days still. They can be up to 5 days early or 5 days late.

So since we are going to sell Febe, I need another replacement. So without further ado let me introduce to ya’ll to ….Hazy Day Cindi Lou Who!

She came all the way from Sussex, New Brunswick. That’s an 8-hour drive from here. And no, I did not drive that far for her. I have a friend that goes to Bethany Bible College in Sussex. He was coming home for the weekend so he was nice enough to bring her along.

She was born March 25, 2010. She was in the CAE prevention program, so that means I have to bottle feed her. It’s fun, but alot of work. All the milk I had frozen in the freezer for myself is quickly dwindling down for her. Oh well. She is a sweetie.

Well, it’s Easter as I write this. The day our Lord and Saviour arose. We organized a breakfast at the church, and we had an early morning service. I had my parents over for supper and had rappie pie and I’m stuffed!

The Easter Bunny passed for J. and left lots of eggs outside for the hunt. The weather was great for it also. It’s been gorgeous for a week now. We are getting June weather in April. On the down side it’s extremely dry at the moment. It’s usually so wet now that we feel moldy. So, if it’s dry now, by August when it’s usually dry it’s going to be worse. That means no fires, no weinie roasting, nada, nothing, zip! We’ll just have to wait and see what the good Lord has in store for us.

Well I have to go and feed “the baby” and check on Febe.

Have a Blessed Day.