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‘Tis the Season

Fall has definitely arrived here at Snuggly Duckling Farm.  How can I be so sure, you ask?  Is it the shorter days? Is it the changing color of the leaves? Is it the sound of migrating geese?   It is a big “No” to all those.  The way in which I can tell fall is here is that I put on a sweater today.

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With fall here it also means it was time to get the goats freshened for next years milk production.  This was our first time going through the breeding process, and for my suburban brain, it is a bit of an odd thing to be a part of.  Caro, our Alpine/Toggenburg mix, we took to spend a week with a buck at Bad Moon Rizn farm, where we had got her from.  So that one was pretty easy, but for Vivi and Sidda, our Nubians,  it was suggested that we bring the buck to them.  So, meet Theo, our girls knight in shining armour.

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Although he definitely does not smell like royalty at all.  I had heard that bucks stink, with all the peeing on themselves and sticking their face in the urine of the female, but holy moly he is one pungent fellow.  I picked him up in the same mini van that I had transported my goats in, but it was suggested that I but up a barrier.  I did that, but a pallet didn’t stand a chance against that smell.

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He will be staying with us for a little while, and I have to get use to having him around.  He is, of course, much larger and much more powerful than our girls, and makes a lot more sounds which at this point is the aspect that is most nerve-wracking.

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Besides the fun of Theo coming to visit, we also have had the excitement of a broken lawn tractor.  I’ve talked about how frequently things seem to breakdown around here, and how I’ve had to learn lots of new repairs, but this one was beyond my new learning.  So on Tuesday, a local garage came and picked it up.  For now we will just have to deal with the sight of leaves gracing the vistas.

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Enjoy the fall, folks, and we will check back in later. D.

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Fall day off

I woke up on this Friday off to a drizzly morning which meant I wasn’t going to be mowing the lawn as was planned.  So what’s a boy to do on a cloudy day with intermittent rain? Go fishing in his pond, of course.


And sometimes you get a little lucky.

When I returned to shore, the ducks had made their way out into the open.  Only problem is I only count nine ducks.  The last time I counted there were ten.  We knew when we decided to let our ducks roam free around the pond and property that we may lose a few, but it is surprising when one just disappears.

River spent the day doing what River does best, sleeping on the porch swing.


Have a great day world.

D

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