A New Feeder for the Goats

Have you missed being updated on the goats?  I know for a fact my mom has.  Next to close ups of Laddie, the goats are her favorite blog topic.   They had many breakfasts in bed when it rained almost every day earlier this spring.

 My dad made this feeder many, many years ago.

 I remember our calves graduating from bottles to eating from this feeder.  It has stayed in my parents' back yard for years.  I finally claimed it and managed to get it to my house with a little help from Laura and supervision from my mom.  She doubted sister power, but we got it loaded in the truck and off I went. Sadly, I didn't take any photos while we were loading it.  I didn't get a shot of my mom ready to call 911 because she was certain we were going to drop it on one or both of us. I didn't even get a photo of trying to turn around in the small space in the corral where it had been kept or my pathetic attempt at driving in reverse. I even managed to unload it and move it in to place all by myself.  My independent streak sometimes comes in handy.

 Three of the four goats can reach the feed without too much effort.  Little Denali needed a booster chair.  I had thought about building a sort of box out of decking material, but couldn't seem to fit it in my life's schedule.  I improvised with some old logs that seem to be just the right height. Since goats are ridiculously adept at balancing and climbing, it works out perfectly.

 Trigger showing me he got food all over his face.

 He is such a friendly fellow.

 I was trying to move this huge log and the goats must have thought it was an amusement park ride. They hopped on and tried to balance as I attempted to move it.

Canal and Corn

The dogs and I ended up at the South Farm on Saturday.  Of course, we had to drive to the top and take a minute to play in the canal.   They love the South Farm!  Laddie starts making a squeaking, barking noise as soon as we turn off the main road.

I found it interesting to see the difference between the east and west side of this drain ditch. 

  
The corn is coming up. 

 The bridge that spans the canal.  The dogs cross it without worry.  I, however, hesitate immensely and work to keep my balance.

May Scenic

Admittedly, I am cheating, but here is post #4.  Cheating only because I am just going to share some more scenic shots I took during the month.   Enjoy!

Back with Boyd

My husband proclaims his favorite blogger dead every time I have a lapse in blogging.  There is probably a lot of truth to that statement.  I know that my brain gets overloaded and I just don't have any desire to add to the load and blogging could cause a fatal blow.

Might as well spotlight Boyd in my attempt to return to a more regular schedule of posts.  Plus, he thinks I won't get 4 posts in this month, so I have to prove him wrong.

First up, this fortune cookie.  At first read, we both laughed hysterically.  However, as of late, he has been kinder and more friendly.  He even helped cook at the ward pancake breakfast. Who is this man?  I tell him the insulin is helping heal more than his toes. :)

 This would be him avoiding getting his photo taken.

 And, this would be him failing to avoid his picture being taken.  How do you like the boots?  You would think irrigating season has already started, but no.  He was hosing down the tractor after planting the corn.  However, it will soon be time to start sloshing through the fields.  Good thing his Laddie is ready to go at a moments notice.  Look closely at where he has positioned himself.  He often takes a nap near Boyd, but always with his head on Boyd's foot.  He's no dummy.  He figures if he lays on the foot, he won't miss Boyd getting up and leaving without him.

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Wind blowing Jasmin's ears.

Some Laddie Time

Whenever the pup seems to have more energy than he can handle, I invite the Adams' dog over.  Now, they conveniently have two!!!