Often, I try to set schedules for myself, like for example, I have on my white board a schedule that I wanted to adhere to this week, but I didn’t make the schedule yesterday.  Instead, Gel and I loaded two buck kids who were escaping on a frequent basis and took them to be processed at May’s Meats.  I wasn’t sure if I could manage to get them loaded by myself.  Luckily, I didn’t have to load them by myself: Gel was more than willing to help me.  He even got to unload them and got his fill of eye candy at the processor’s: lots and lots and lots of cattle.  He didn’t know which way to turn.  I bought him several pounds of local pork chops to eat when we got home.  Yep! Expensive dog food, but he’s worth it!

By the time I got back from May’s, it was almost lunchtime.  So much for the schedule.  I did spend about an hour in the garden and did something that wasn’t on my list: started to run the fence to keep Gwen in her pasture that is close to the house.  When she’s in milk, we keep her close by so she doesn’t have to walk so far to be milked.  I’m still thinking about what I’m going to do about managing her and her calf.  A lot depends on what sex the calf is.  If it is a heifer and I’m really hoping it will be, I’ll have to halter break her and get her people friendly so I’ll have a future second milk cow.  If it’s a bull, I’ll probably try to manage keeping the calf on her and just taking her excess milk.  We’ll see.  All that is really important is that the calf is healthy and Gwen has no birthing issues.

So, at least for the rest of August, I’m going to focus on getting what needs to be done before the Animal Welfare Approved audit and the Farm Tour and keep up with the rest of the “stuff” as best I can.  I guess I don’t do a very good job managing my time; or maybe there’s just so much to be done around here … I’d love to think it was the later.

I notice that some farms are worried about their transparency and go to great lengths to defend what they do.  I think a big part of my problem is that I’m too honest.  I tell too much.  However, when it comes to your food, you ought to buy from a farmer who isn’t afraid to tell it like it is and to show you the good, bad and ugly.  That’s all part of farming.  It isn’t all idyllic photographs of clean animals grazing in pastures, especially when you’ve got a bunch of solid white goats and most especially during breeding season, but that’s a topic for another day.  Let’s just hope I don’t get run down by the buck goat this morning like I did yesterday.

Until later …