Tuesday, July 28, 2015

(Mostly) happy endings

The tale of the 8 piglets, smiles and tears:

Two went to Wisconsin to a small family farm.  The family sent a photo of the cuties, munching happily.  They are loved.  
Smiles!  :)

Two were selected by the owner of their daddy.  These two went to their new farm and escaped their secure enclosure during the worst thunderstorm of the summer.  They haven't been found.  
The new owners cried.  I cried...  
Tears.  :(

Two went to a farm nearby.  One of them was a bit lethargic on the day she left, and I was hesitant to let her leave.  She and her brother are thriving under new ownership, probably eating better and healthier than they were here.  The owner wants to buy more from our next litter.  
Smiles!  :)

Two just left today.  I worried, because they were transported in a large tote without the lid secured by bungee cords.  They have arrived safely, and will be in the small animal/petting section of the Racine County fair before going home with their new owner.  
Smiles!  :)

And Mama Bea....was a little mopey until she found the unplanned company of the resident boar.  We are expecting more piglets at the beginning of November.  Not sure whether to smile or cry at that thought.  At least there's time to prepare!  I guess that's a.....
smile!  :)

Laura

Saturday, July 25, 2015

Pictures Part 2

Technical difficulties, but here's part 2...

Taming the wild piggies
Curious cows
The pool complete with well-water (lots of iron to filter out.  It's getting better)
The Hook (to move hay one-by-one to the second floor)
And the hay stacked for all-year feeding of critters 
Laura


Pictures, part 3

Pictures of a fun week, part 3
The front fence, with welded wire installed
The black ram with questionable attitude (needed a hoof trim and a shot)
Guitar hero with Taffy
Blackberry harvest (a week late, I'd guess, kind of disappointing because we were going to make jelly)
Sleeping

:)
Laura


Pictures in a day (of a week with nephews) :)

(Part 1 of more...)


Here are some photos of the fun week we've had with Jordan and Nolan.  They arrived ready to work, and were a bit disappointed (at first) that the big hay wagons wouldn't be coming this week.  But there was plenty to do, and there WAS hay to be moved.  One bale at a time, from the first floor up to the hay mow.  By way of a hook and pully system.  It was 130+ bales, and a hot week.  Good thing there was a new pool to jump in to cool off!
Also, picking blackberries that grow wild.  Disappointing, because we missed the big harvest and got just a few berries.  By next year, the cows and goats will probably have eaten the vines down to nothing.  
Hmmm....kittens were a big favorite.  
Jeremy's pup Taffy was fun to be with.  All 3 dogs thought that sleeping on the living room floor with the boys was the greatest thing ever.  (All the blankets and pillows are undoubtedly going back to Michigan with husky hair coating them.)  :(
Nolan was the Piglet Whisperer, and had the last 2 piglets eating grapes out of his hands in less than an hour.  These piglets are going to Wisconsin to a woman who is very excited that they are tame and friendly.  
Jordan was the awesome fire-builder for our last dinner together of roasted hot dogs and s'mores.
We saw two different kinds of frogs, and discovered that the white moths on the paperbark birch were gypsy moths, and needed to be killed.  Even for me, animal lover that I am....knowing how much deforestation and damage these caterpillars and moths have done on a national level, it wasn't too hard killing them....
Nolan helped to wrestle the big black babydoll ram to the ground so that we could give the ram a much needed hoof trim (his overgrown hooves looked like turned-up elf shoes) and a CDT shot that he should have had in the spring...  There was one occasion when Nolan moved faster than I'd seen him before, and leaped the fence as the ram struggled free.  :)
We watched the big boar take a mud bath in the make-shift wallow by the cow's water trough.
Working on the fence was put off for a day because the weeds had gotten so bad since spring.  But we got the welded wire in place on the inside of the 3-board fence by the road.  Soon the dogs will have space to run without the danger of having them dash into 55 mph traffic.
In this day and age, video games were essential to a fun week, along with late-night movie-watching.  "Back to the Future" and "Star Wars" were favorites.
The big day of fun was Wednesday, when Chris, Carrie, and Jake went to Six Flags Great America with the 3 cousins.  I got so much done here, but the boys had a great time of roller-coasters and rides (and lines).
Such a fun week.  Next week, we won't know quite what to do without them!  :)
Laura




Sunday, June 28, 2015

Progress on the bunny colony

Mama Red, with a few of her babies, and one of Sheila's older babies....all sharing the new hay without any quarrels at all. 
And the second photo:  Some days I peek in the doorway at them, and it's a jumble of stretched out, happy bunnies.   Three females who never shared a cage before, babies from two of those 3 bunnies, just chillin'.  
No fighting, no trouble, just one laid-back, relaxed community.
Next up for babies?  Hopefully Violet.  She'll choose a secluded area in the colony to make her nest, and with any luck, will raise those babies without a cage being needed.
The first ones to graduate out of the colony?  Sheila's babies, who will be 12 weeks old around the 4th of July (and all five are sold).
It's an experiment that is going well so far.  :)

Laura

Friday, June 26, 2015

Nursing in public...appropriate? Or maybe not.

Slightly inappropriate, but hey, this is a barnyard where all the functions of life are on display, (literally) staring you in the face.  
Animal needs to relieve itself?  No problem, there they go.  Right in front of you.  Sometimes too close for comfort.  Sometimes at the sound of your voice (the cows)...
Babies on the way?  No privacy for their laboring mother or for them.  There they are, born at your feet.  If it's a baby bunny or cat, then at least their mothers find a secluded nest area.
Babies to be created?  No-one is going to plug your ears to the noises being made by the parent wanna-be's, or pull the curtain to shield the eyes of sensitive viewers from the graphic birds-and-bees display playing out right...before....your....eyes.... 
 
Babies need to be fed?  Everything is exposed.  Come and get it!  
No modesty.  No embarrassment.  
National Geographic style, here in the barnyard.  Everything hangs out with no thoughts of personal discretion.

OK, first photo, not so bad.  Basking in the sun, feeding her squealing little ones.  Making happy mothering sounds.
But that next photo?  I burst out laughing when I saw her.  She had dug a little wallow in the mud, rolled backward into it, totally relaxed, um....milk producing parts pointing skyward, and piglets taking full advantage.  :)  
I startled her when I laughed, and she could hardly get her bulky body right-side up.

Last photo?  "What are YOU looking at?  Nothing to see here.  Move along...!"  Mama Bea, 9 month old Rose, and Bea's little (well-fed) babies trailing along with 10 month old Binky the barrow in the back.
 
Laura


Daddy's helper...?

Exactly the kind of helper Jeff was hoping for....

"Didja find my missing bone?  Anything good down there?  Didja find it?  Is that where I buried the chipmunk last year?  Didja find something?"  :)

If only Rocky's digging energy could be channeled into digging post holes.   
Laura