The antibiotics are starting to kick in,
which means more energy for the things I enjoy the most...like taking
out the goats.
Now that Artemesia's
hooves are back to
normal, she no longer minds walking across damp soil. So we've been
following the Kubota tracks down the floodplain in
search of prime forage.
Aurora eats, but fills
up fast. After all, she's still drinking milk twelve hours per day and
isn't in need of much extra sustenance. I keep pondering weaning...then
decide to table the issue for another day.
Cooler weather means I
might let the girls stay out for nearly two hours on a Saturday
afternoon. After all, who wants to go home when the sky is blue and the
day is beautiful?