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4/11/2016

I was late to school today. We're nearing the end of the semester, and it's starting to feel like I'm late for everything, even my thoughts.

In between classes I took a moment to check my Facebook on my phone. Facebook likes to remind me of things that I posted about last year, the year before, and so on. Naturally, since I'm a sucker for nostalgia, I took a look.

Oh my.

Apparently, my goats have an organized and coordinated effort to escape their shackles. And also, apparently, I write about it every year.

You might chalk this up to random happenstance, but I'm not so sure. I think there might be an animal conspiracy at work here. Further evidence (like I need more, because hello? I think I made my case already): tonight at dinner I learned that one of the lambs broke out of his enclosure shortly after I left for school.

They're coming for you. You've been warned.

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Balloons

5/27/2013

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I wanted to do something special for the unveiling of Maxwell's memorial stone. So this past Saturday, friends and family gathered at his grave to release balloons. The weather was spectacular and the turnout overwhelmed me. It was truly an emotional time of peace and pain, laughter and tears.

There they go, soaring as a group over the lake and up to the heavens.

Afterward, we went to the park and had a lovely lunch of pulled pork sandwiches, potato salad, coleslaw, cappuccino cookies, and brownies. (Max would have pigged out on this lunch.) Sometime after lunch I heard much shrieking and cackling coming from the steep hill beyond the pavilion. Alarmed, I determined to find out just what the heck was going on and discovered some of the children rolling down a steep hill at top speed, screaming the whole way down.

So I did what any good mother would do. I told them to STOP IT...until I could get my camera to take video. Here it is. I think it's pretty funny. What do you think? (YouTube won't let it be viewable on mobile devices, so watch it on your computer. It's better that way, anyway.)

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How to put a round hay bale into the feeder

2/26/2011

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It sounds simple enough. Let's break it down.

Step 1: Open the gate and try to herd goats into the farthest corner of their yard and then distract them while one person opens the feeder and directs the tractor operator.

Step 2: Watch in horror while one stray baby goat runs UNDERNEATH the tractor that is delivering the bale. Gesture frantically. Consider vomiting. Squeeze eyes shut so as not to witness the carnage that is about to ensue. Heave a sigh of relief when baby goat outruns the tractor and finds mama.

Step 3: Cast nervous glances over your shoulder at the progress with the bale while still trying to distract goats who, at this point, are getting wise to your game. Remind your helpers that they're not here to monkey around or throw snowballs at each other. Focus, people!

Step 4: Sensing that the goats are about to mutiny, stare at the tractor operator and will him to work faster. Heave another sigh of relief when, just like that, the bale is placed and the feeder is secure. Watch the tractor leave the yard and close the gate. Let the goats do what they want.

Step 5: Walk away nonchalantly. What, me worry?

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While you're waiting

7/30/2008

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It has been and still is my intention to get it together enough to write one more post - this time about the county fair - before the month is over. I still have one more day!

I'm nothing if not a procrastinator.

But! While you're waiting (and you are waiting, aren't you?), please go to this blog and read as much as you can. It's hilarious, and just the thing to waste time on after a morning of strenuous chores outside.

Finally, I leave you with a photo of the world's most adorable baby frolicking with the world's most camera-shy goat kids. Yes, it was taken on a camera phone. But at least I uploaded it right quick to share with you!

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