At that time, everybody was in amended living arrangements due to Chickory's special needs, and nobody was happy about it. When we heard the storm was coming and realized the evening was going to be stressful enough what with the light show and the high winds, not to mention the wet and potential tornados, we moved Chickory into the kid pen, then brought the does and bucks back to their respective barns.
This is a fortunately/unfortunately for Chickory, because the kid pen is a tight squeeze for big girlz, but does allow her to be "with" the herd, while being separated. I know that she would have beeen much happier if i had returned her to the general population, but was scared to death that as mean as Becky The Bad has been lately, she would T-bone Chickory and bust open some stitches.
In an effort to stem the prevailing tide of ennui, Maud had been put in with Chickory, with the thinking being that Maud might be a comfort. She might have been, if she had not been so concerned with what everyone else was doing.
When we went out to move everyone around, i noted that Sparta had let himself out to browse, as usual. I walked into the buck pen, and suddenly had ALL the does (sans Chickory,) AND Sparkin' Sparta swarming around me. Maud and Sparta BOTH jumped the fence to join the party.
Ellie commented that it is a real good thing we didn't have a Maud/Sparta breeding.
We would have to tie THOSE kids down with a brick.
Since the storm has passed, the days have been warm and breezy, with plenty of green things to eat. The big girlz came in from a spin in the pasture, and promptly plopped down in the shade. Splendora was such a tick that she couldn't lay down, just stood there and moaned.
Peach Blossom spent her first morning in the brooderhouse yard with all the meat birds. The morning in the sunshine wore her plum out--as soon as we put her back in the playpen, she passed out.
One thing about life on the farm, it sure makes ya sleep good.
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