Each morning we carry out what we loosely describe as a "kind of schedule”….apart from the fact that I don’t even say it the same way as you guys…it is rarely exactly as intended. Something ALWAYS happens, a ewe goes left instead of right, ( so all the rest follow) one of the horses throws and equine tizzy …or a shoe. Someone needs a loose shoe removed, the eagle comes visiting or the goose family decide to take a meander down the farm road. It keeps life interesting but completely discards any notion of following a routine or schedule…so we don’t! The one thing that is always the same and always the chore done before we start to enjoy ourselves is scoop the poop!! Our WOOFER interns have become veritable poop scooping experts since their arrival here, quality control has been strictly enforced by little Mica who, since she has been on site longer than Leslie and Derek has clearly assumed seniority. Mica is right there when something is wrong, 4 foot something, she adopted an imposing posture, hands on hips, head slightly tilted Mica looked at me accusingly. “SOMEONE didn’t close the gate properly, WHO might be responsible for that????” oops…could it possibly have been me??? Poop patrol continued late into the day for the A team…the Sumo pen needed a dig out. The birds, loosely described as chickens and looking more like juvenile ostrich with a weight issue….(actually, obese) eat a LOT and if you eat a lot there is a natural progression to pooping a LOT and lots of poop needs cleaning up. Leslie, Derek and Greg waded into the sumos pen..Mica wisely ( and happily!) adopted the role of photographer and the team still managed to smile.
I’m running out of time, the cuckoo has cuckood and the team are on the move. Leslie rode Lady yesterday and I have pictures to prove it…I’ll save that for tomorrow. Take care, keep safe, M