Nanette tried some of my tzatziki sauce, and honey vanilla yoghurt. She enjoyed both so I sent some home with her.
The kids enjoyed the animals, particularly the cats. Chad wanted to pet the chickens, but they're not pet-friendly. By the time they left, Dakota went for kisses with her Papa (Herbie) whom she had been very shy around, and even came for hugs and kisses from me. Little Chad was exuberant, and came for lots of cuddles. Nanette is a fantastic mother, constantly interested in, and patient with, her kids. Chad has a great hands-on relationship with his kids too. They make a cute family and it was fun having them over. I know Herbie loved seeing them.
On the farm, we had 2 days worth of rain. The parched ground has been sated. Now maybe the hayfield and pastures will grow. Surprisingly, got 17 round bales of hay from the 2nd cutting. I brought about 5 up already, but need to go fetch the others out of the field. Needed to rethink where to put them as the cows ate the last bale in the new channel. I didn't mind, and actually put a fresh bale out for them in the same spot. They do not like the bale I bought from Russ. Need to go pick up the round bale feeder ring from around it and move it around the bale they are eating. Tomorrow, maybe.
Thank God, Dolly seems to be on the mend. She still isn't eating hay, although she loves the beet pulp so I've been spoiling her. But she's walking better, and isn't shaky on her feet anymore. She actually came down to the lower barn tonight when I called the girls for milking, although she eventually followed me back to the alpaca feeder, realising that she wasn't going to navigate the step up into the milk parlour. I've mixed up a concoction for her - molassas, garlic, apple cider vinegar, oregano essential oil, fresh thyme fronds, an electrolyte booster all shaken up in a bottle that I add to her beet shreds. She loves it. I add some sunflower seeds, corn and soya oil cake to up her protein as she is still feeding Taxes, even with her last remaining viable teat. But tonight, Daisy Mays' one back quarter was nearly empty, so maybe she's feeding Taxes as well as JuneBug. I'll see if I can catch him nursing from her.
Seemingly, clipping Hersheys' feet have cured his limp. Last weekend, as we were leaving home to run some errands, Herbie casually mentioned that there was a lamb out, and that Lisa and Annie were pulling wool out of it. When we got back I went lamb hunting as yep, there was one short. A boy lamb. Couldn't find him anywhere. Zane and Samantha came and we spun their honey in my extractor, great learning experience for all 3 of us, and I got a quart jar of fresh honey. He helped me with Hershey, as I can't wrestle a 200 lb ram to the ground. We should have had a video running. It was a hoot watching him chasing sheep, diving at them and then holding while I checked eyes and dewormed. After they left, the lost boy re-appeared, hungry, so I caught him and took him to the garage to check his feet and eyes, and also cut off the clumps of dried poop clinging to his belly, back legs and tail. I was clipping them when he started, and I realised I'd snipped off the end of his tail. Poor baby. He felt very sorry for himself for a few days, but looks much better now.
Well, bedtime for me, goodnight all :)