The farm survived the hurricane. They seemed to be glad to be inside when the wind and rain was raging, but were also grateful to get outside when it was all over. The yard was a mess, but they always look at fallen branches like a gift from the gods, so Sunday afternoon was full of gifts for them!
The yard was a mess after the hurricane
Even the goat's porch was covered with leaves and hurricane debris.
The roofs are on the goat house, chicken coop and the old coop and look great. I’m not really loving the way the roof on the silo came out, but I’m going to leave it the way it is for now.
A dark grey metal roof on the goat house.
Dark grey metal roof on the new chicken coop too.
While I hadn't originally planned on re-roofing the old coop, in the end I thought it would help tie it into the new buildings if I re-roofed it and painted it to coordinate with the new buildings.
And I am not loving the roof on the silo, but will live with it the way it is for now.
This is the way a round metal roof should look on a round structure. And how great is this little weekend bachelor pad?
While we somehow didn’t lose power at our house (unlike 70% of the rest of our town), we did have ours turned off yesterday for about 8 hours. They had to shut the power off to the entire neighborhood while they tried to restore some outages. I was getting concerned once it got dark out that the baby chicks would get too cold without their heat lamp on, but luckily the power came back around 9:00 before they caught a chill. The 6-week old chicks are almost completely feathered out now and have taken the 2-week old chicks under their wings and into the fold of the flock.
The 6-week old chicks are looking longingly outside.
And I mean ALL of them are longingly looking outside
You can see how small the babies are compared to the 6-week old chicks.
And apparently Princess Kate really wants to meet the chicks too.
Unfortunately my new Rooster, King Strut, started crowing his head off about two days after we got him. Fortunately for me it has been so noisy in the neighborhood with all of the generators humming (we don’t have one of those), and chain saws buzzing that I didn’t worry too much about it. I’d better figure out what I’m going to do about it pretty quickly though as I’m sure somebody’s about to call animal control. He’s a really nice rooster and all the ladies seem to like him, so I’d like to figure out a way to keep him.
And the goats are fine. Grace is one loudmouthed little girl. If she sees me even across the yard she starts screaming her head off in the hope that I’ll come give her a little loving. Kiki is still the smaller quiet twin sister. I feel like I may never be able to completely wean them from their bottles, which should have been done over a month ago. Every time I try to eliminate the morning and evening tiny “snack” I give them they scream their heads off all day (or night) long. I guess I’ll have to “Ferberize” them like I did my human kids.
Grace the loudmouth.
This is what my usual pictures of the goats look like, since they are almost in constant motion. Here they are running when they see me coming.
You can see Princess Kate plotting here to knock Grace off the ramp
Melina decides to help Princess Kate.
And remember that broody chicken that insisted on sleeping in the goat stall every night for about two weeks? Well, now she’s broody in the dog house.
So things are pretty much the same here on the farm. Nuts. Busy. Fun.
Delightful! Glad you are all fine after Irene.
Hugs,
Susan and Bentley
I forgot to say ~ congratulations for being a Country Living Reader’s Choice Nominee. I voted for you!
Hugs,
Susan and Bentley
Do you think it’s harder on the goats to wean off of the milk or harder on you to stop feeding them the milk?