frustratedearthmother
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Argh - you really DID have a day! Hopefully today (and subsequent days) go better!
I did at that. It must have been a sight, Caddo and Sophie following this guy around. I was outside a couple of times to check for lambs but didn’t get any indication that someone else was around. That’s pretty unsettling for me.Argh - you really DID have a day! Hopefully today (and subsequent days) go better!
What a great synopsis of your day...I felt like I lived it all...lolMorning all. Yesterday was a mess. But it worked out. Too much to detail so I’ll try to bullet point and add humor. Early morning Hubbs lets Caddo out on the big pasture while I tell him he’ll get out. He got out. Cue language. Hubbs takes Sophie to find Caddo while I tell him she will just take off. She does. Cue more language. The front gate leading to the busy highway is open because the in-ground cable for our new, improved internet is to be installed. So a crew of strangers on the way and dogs out. More language. The time window for installation comes and goes. Hubbs calls and is assured the crew is on its way. Hubbs searches usual places and completes cold weather prep as temps to drop to 16 degrees twelve hours hence. Bottle lamb doing poorly so I’ve been up and down at night for the last 48 monitoring it and the space heater. I alternate between glaring at the treeline, growling at Hubbs and falling asleep at the kitchen table (in other words being largely useless). We need milk so as I prepare to leave there’s an annoyed bark at the gate. Caddo and Sophie have returned wet, sore (old age ain’t for sissies or cruising the woods) and full of cockleburrs. Or cuckleburrs. Only an LGD would go AWOL then bark to be let back in. 4:30 pm cable guy finally arrives seven hours late to start work. He tells us the crew is on the way and will work after dark until he realizes where the cable has to go. Woods, steep hill after the Dead Marshes (see Tolkien) ok it’s Seasonal Marshes. Then past the dog pen where Moses is losing his mind barking. I can’t put him anywhere else because of this and that AND these goobers need access to the house to wire for the router gear etc. No they can’t use existing wiring. They pick the only place I didn’t clean and start drilling. Livestock except dogs fed, bottle lamb improved. One lamb born during all this. A decision is made to halt work and the cable is presently running across the yard unburied. It crosses two gas lines, and the septic line. What could go wrong burying that. The Install Guy complimented me on what nice dogs I had. “Those two tan ones followed me around when I was here yesterday” as he scratches Caddo and Sophie. YESTERDAY? My brain screams. He was here yesterday and. I. Never. Saw. Him. A tic started under my right eye and a slight nosebleed developed. Now I reorganized two closets and did laundry plus but someone came and left??? Aghhh! I need a Chihuahua nothing gets past them. Sorry this post got away from me.
Yikes! Gasoline and light a match....Got fire ants? I have about 40 gallons worth.
With a day like that the only survival is through humor!!Morning all. Yesterday was a mess. But it worked out. Too much to detail so I’ll try to bullet point and add humor. Early morning Hubbs lets Caddo out on the big pasture while I tell him he’ll get out. He got out. Cue language. Hubbs takes Sophie to find Caddo while I tell him she will just take off. She does. Cue more language. The front gate leading to the busy highway is open because the in-ground cable for our new, improved internet is to be installed. So a crew of strangers on the way and dogs out. More language. The time window for installation comes and goes. Hubbs calls and is assured the crew is on its way. Hubbs searches usual places and completes cold weather prep as temps to drop to 16 degrees twelve hours hence. Bottle lamb doing poorly so I’ve been up and down at night for the last 48 monitoring it and the space heater. I alternate between glaring at the treeline, growling at Hubbs and falling asleep at the kitchen table (in other words being largely useless). We need milk so as I prepare to leave there’s an annoyed bark at the gate. Caddo and Sophie have returned wet, sore (old age ain’t for sissies or cruising the woods) and full of cockleburrs. Or cuckleburrs. Only an LGD would go AWOL then bark to be let back in. 4:30 pm cable guy finally arrives seven hours late to start work. He tells us the crew is on the way and will work after dark until he realizes where the cable has to go. Woods, steep hill after the Dead Marshes (see Tolkien) ok it’s Seasonal Marshes. Then past the dog pen where Moses is losing his mind barking. I can’t put him anywhere else because of this and that AND these goobers need access to the house to wire for the router gear etc. No they can’t use existing wiring. They pick the only place I didn’t clean and start drilling. Livestock except dogs fed, bottle lamb improved. One lamb born during all this. A decision is made to halt work and the cable is presently running across the yard unburied. It crosses two gas lines, and the septic line. What could go wrong burying that. The Install Guy complimented me on what nice dogs I had. “Those two tan ones followed me around when I was here yesterday” as he scratches Caddo and Sophie. YESTERDAY? My brain screams. He was here yesterday and. I. Never. Saw. Him. A tic started under my right eye and a slight nosebleed developed. Now I reorganized two closets and did laundry plus but someone came and left??? Aghhh! I need a Chihuahua nothing gets past them. Sorry this post got away from me.
RUN !!!!Got fire ants? I have about 40 gallons worth.
Texas Two step!Got fire ants? I have about 40 gallons worth.
Do you have a warm space you can bring her into? Have you had issues with coccidiosis. I know your runs are nice and dry. If her immune system is weakened from her molt, that could make her more susceptible. Do you have any Corid on hand? It wouldn't hurt to add some to her water.Esther, one of my Sussex, is ailing. I don't know what's wrong, she won't eat so her crop is empty, her vent is clean, no sign of an impacted egg, no injury. She just finished a really hard molt. Poor baby. I syringed in her beak some electrolyte water mixed with slippery elm bark. She swallowed about a tablespoon, but didn't fight me, bad sign.
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