First of all, no goat. I apparently know nothing about animals and even less about keeping a fire going in a woodstove. The past three nights have consisted of trying to keep a woodstove going in the workshop so Annabelle could have her baby in comfort and peace. Yesterday morning we woke up to the outside temp being 7 degrees, but by cracky that blasted goat was warm and happy.
Anyway, I am over all feeling for Annabelle, except pure aggravation and my one desire is to sleep through the night again. You see, if I am going to be getting up all night long it needs to be for a HUMAN baby. Not a goat.
Perhaps I am not really cut out for the farm life. Or perhaps I am just really tired.
Hopefully today it will warm up, it is predicted to, and tonight will be better.
I've got a couple of pictures from the last few days.
I do have two extremely handsome older boys who are not so keen on getting their picture made. But they did work like crazy hauling and splitting wood yesterday so I made fried chicken for them for supper last night. Love me some Tyler and Matt.