Ran the sprinkler all day again today, out in the grain garden, into the alpaca pasture (just for Abby, she absolutely loves the sprinkler), and then into the vegetable garden after I'd weeded one line.
About 4 dozen eggs found today, having new customers come to buy and am running short constantly. None available to take down to the Deli, sorry Lance. Found where the chickens were laying under the hydrangea in the front garden. I was watering and a chicken ran out. If only it was always that easy to find where they hide their eggs. My arm is still healing from where a chicken broke skin in 2 places with her beak. She didn't want to know that I get the eggs, she gets feed, water and shelter.
Dolly didn't want to come for milking today. Texted Amanda advising that the milk would be late, and eventually enticed her up to the barn. Took Star as well as I wanted to put the iodine on her eina's as recommended by the vet. She has spots that have rubbed raw and the flies are annoying her big time. She didn't like me putting stuff on her face, but after the iodine, I covered it with the udder cream that I've mixed with aromatherapy oils, lavender, tea tree, peppermint, etc. Good for healing.
Have named the 2nd girl lamb Ruth, because where ever Wanda goes, Ruth is following right behind. Caught her tonight and forced her mouth open for the milk bottle teat. She swallowed a little, sucked a little. Will do it again tomorrow until she understands that it's milk, and it's good. It should make her a little friendlier towards people. But then, having the 2 lambs running amok in the milking parlour while I'm milking is trying. They are under my feet, running into the equipment, trying to jump into the feeding troughs, tipping stuff over.
Made chicken liver pate today. Yummy stuff, although Herbie is not fond of it, more for me. Put a layer of butter over the top, and popped 7 of them into the freezer, 1 in the fridge for me to eat. For adults only as it has brandy as an ingredient.
Weeded the garden again today, story of my life these days, water and weed, weed and water. But tomorrow afternoon it should rain. Yes, please, from my computer to Gods' ears. A good soaking rain for the fields and gardens, not a dam filler, please.