There goes the savings account …

The mechanic is still not 100 percent sure what is wrong with Yoda, but he thinks it’s the struts.  There goes our meager savings account.  Now I’m thinking about what we can sell to put money back in.  This is what happens when you drive old vehicles.  I guess it’s better to spend an occasional $400 rather than paying $400 a month for a car payment.  I had to drive Wally to work this morning and hopefully Yoda will be fixed when he gets out of work.  It would be hard to be down to one vehicle.

I asked for my regular hours back at MM.  Hopefully I’ll be able to get them.   The restaurant has been terribly slow.  There was chicken and onions left over from Saturday; that’s highly unusual as normally we go through a lot of these two items.  I didn’t even get five hours in yesterday.  I doubt today is going to be much better.

I haven’t checked the new rabbit babies yet.  I hope they are all still alive.  The ones born several weeks ago are doing well.  They haven’t come out of the nest yet, but I’m sure they will soon.  If they are bred, two more does, one Creme and one New Zealand, are due in a few weeks.  I’m hoping the rabbit pen continues to work out.  I could leave the does in there with the buck for about 21 days, putting them back into cages with nest boxes about a week before they are due to kindle.  I’d leave the doe with her babies for eight weeks and then put her back in the pen to re-breed.  This would free-up a lot of cage space.  From what I’ve been told, when it’s time for weaning, it’s best to leave the babies in the same cage they grew up in.  If the doe didn’t kindle, I’d put her back in the pen.  If I am going to do this, I need another pen for the American Chinchillas.  We’ll see how it goes.  I think I’m going to turn off the lights in the rabbit barn as I don’t think they’ll be necessary if I use the pen for breeding.  We use enough electricity around here.

Gwen is due to come back into heat on November 7.  Wouldn’t it be cool if she did not?  Several of the goats are being very difficult about drying up.  I think about milking them to make them more comfortable, but it is the fullness of the udder that triggers them to dry off.  They don’t seem uncomfortable; they make me feel uncomfortable.

If all goes well, I’m going to go and meet with an old friend tomorrow.  She’s an awesome horsewoman and we’ve been meaning to get together for a long, long time, but her schedule is difficult.  She’s going to help me with the problems I’ve been having with Sudi running through the bit.  I’ve gone back and forth between using a Kimberwick snaffle and an egg butt snaffle with a running martingale.  Both are nothing more than crutches and I don’t like to use crutches.

I’m running late.

Until later …