It’s Friday, Wally works a shorter day and it is going to be beautiful outside.  Saturday is going to be nice as well.  Sunday is going to be cold and rainy.  Oh well, we’ll be traveling so it won’t be such a big deal.

I missed posting this photo the evening that I brought home the buckets of venison.  This is Nettie and as you can see, she’s winking:

I know all this meat looks disgusting, but I only pay $5.00 a bucket and each bucket contains at least 20 pounds of meat.  That’s a bargain in my book.  I have an appointment on Tuesday to have the pressure canner I borrowed from Wally’s mother tested.  I need to go and pick up a new gasket for it first.

Last Saturday we brought home six bags of deer (cull) apples and I was wondering what I was going to do with them since we butchered Petunia.  The goats love them!  I have to cut them up into smallish pieces before feeding them to them, but it isn’t a big deal.  They’d attempt to eat them whole, but if they fall on the ground, they won’t eat them.  The five second rule doesn’t apply to dairy goats.  Prissy beasts!  I’m still getting over a half gallon of milk a day (from two goats).  Yesterday, Fern gave three pounds, six ounces, which is a lot for this time of year.  I wonder if the milk is going to taste like apples.  I pushed them all out into the front pasture early this morning.  As soon as it warms up a bit, I’m going to go out and feed Liath and check the sheep.

While I hate being unemployed and worry about my employment future, it’s nice to think about all that I’ve accomplished over the past year.  Lots of things that I wanted to do for years, but never got around to it, either due to lack of time or inspiration.  Last night, I spoke at length to a woman who is involved in Border Collie rescue.  I am going to evaluate a couple of the dogs that are in rescue to see if any of them has potential to work.  To think that in time Split might have likely ended up in rescue or if not, she would have spent most of her live in a run.  She is an awfully nice dog.

Gosh, we are entering the holiday season … one of my most hated times of year.  It’s not that I don’t like Christmas, I hate the commercialism.  I am so glad I am no longer working at Wal-Mart.  Just hearing the term “Black Friday” makes me cringe.  You can bet I won’t be stepping any where near a store the day after Thanksgiving.

I have the opening date for a trial in South Carolina written down on my calendar.  I’ll definitely enter Gel in Open and hopefully Fern in Pro-Novice and Nursery.  I know she likely won’t be able to do the drives required for Nursery (or even Pro-Novice), but it will be a good opportunity to get her on the field.  I need to get out there and get my feet wet and just do it.  Wally will go with me and he’s very good at keeping me calm and focused.

Until later …

One Reply to “TGIF”

  1. Hey, I agree with you as far as the commercialism of the holidays. I hate that a lot of people think that is the meaning of Christmas.

    Your weather sounds like ours. Nice today and Saturday and rain on Sunday. But we are miles and miles apart.

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