Dairy Daze...and Now Beyond

It has been dreadfully neglected this month. I plan on trying to rectify that in Oct and Nov and do some NaBloPo-ing, if I can. Probably won't make it every day, but will try. These kittens are about to drive me batty. Against all the odds they have survived and are growing. The gray one is the cute one, the orange one is rather homely. I have had my doubts that she would survive at all, but she keeps hanging in there. That is her with Ellen's dolly up there. Ellen tossed her doll down when she was playing by the kittens and the orange one found it and went to sleep on it. Keeping them clean is a full time job in and of itself. And feeding them is a pain too; literally. Their claws are like little needles. But I still have to say they are easier to bottle feed than calves, at least I don't have to wrestle them around. Last week I made a batch of green tomato relish. I think it turned out OK, but time will tell. It contained green tomatoes, onion, sweet peppers...

It often gets me into all kinds of trouble. This morning on the way back from feeding the cows up the road I spy something weird in the middle of the road. I straddle it with the 4-wheeler and then back up. It looked like a little rodent; gerbil or hamster. Nope. It was a kitten. I scooped it up and came home. Showed it to hubby. He says, "Were there others?" I honestly didn't even think about it. Went back. Yep, one more. So now I have 2 week old kittens to raise. Ellen loves them. Would anyone like them? I'll throw in the milk replacer and the bottle for free.

It's been so long since I have blogged. I feel out of practice. I have had trouble logging in the past couple of times so I just backed out of it. Today hubby and I took off to Springfield and took Ellen to the zoo. We got rained on a bit, but still had a good time. I think Ellen liked feeding the fish the best. They have this huge pool with bridges and such, with enormous carp swimming around. They hear the little feed dispenser clicking and they come swimming up to the side there. Ellen didn't want to get TOO close to them, so she'd toss the feed pellets from a ways back. But she'd giggle to watch them with their pink mouths gaping above the water. Then this spoon-billed pelican had to get in on the act. He wouldn't eat the pellets, but the fish swam a distance away from him, though they were much too big for him to scarf down. While it rained we took shelter in a little lean-to like structure in front of the tiger paddock. It made me think of "Jurassic Park...