You Only Thing You Can Count On

is things will change.

They were beauties and they served us well.  Sold them all, every one.  It is bittersweet.  Hubby's dream of raising cattle was born years ago.  He lived his dream and like my horses, that dream ends, too.

Sometimes you just have to do what you have to do.

Shall I change my blog name since we officially are no longer "farming"?

The land will feed the wildlife.  We will continue to care for the land but hopefully at a more leisurely pace.

I imagine we will celebrate come winter but now it's bittersweet.

Goodbye To The Princess...

Marcy was sad to say goodbye to her little Princess but she said it was time for her to be a goat, a real goat.  One that has goat friends and goat family.  I am delighted she made this decision.

I don't think she would have parted with her bottle fed house baby if it had been anyone besides Sam that took her.  This goat was so spoiled as a bottle baby, she would bleat when it was time for soap operas.  Marcy kept her in a dog crate in her house during the evenings.  Then Princess grew and grew and grew, so outside she went.

Sam is a horse trainer but this goat pulled her over!  Not hurt, but laughing.  Princess was trying to see what she could get away with.

Sam and Princess worked it all out.  Princess hopped right into the goat cage.  I am thinking she will become a milk goat.  Sam has a mixed herd and does well with her goats. 

Princess was one of triplets and Mama just said two is enough so that's how it started.  Marcy was sad but I think somewhat relieved.  No going out to feed Princess this winter!

As Sam prepared to leave with two kittens and a goat, Marcy said, take a picture of her babies for me. 

I did wait until I got inside before I did my happy dance!