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Argh! I sure do neglect my blog lately. Sorry blog and blog readers.

Along in here, somewhere between my last blog post and this one, Ellen celebrated her 4th birthday. Above is a picture of her and the cake I made for her; Stinkerbelle's castle. If you don't know who Stinkerbelle is, then you really need to do some research on kid's animated characters. Ha ha. At any rate, it's not the best castle cake I have seen...and they have plenty of examples online, but Ellen was happy with it.

Today Ellen had her 4 year well child check up. She did great. She's 41 and 3/4 inches tall and 46 pounds. Doc said Ellen may or may not have an umbilical hernia; we'd have to go to a specialist and have him look at it. She said it might just be an outie. We will continue to pray that it will heal over.

Here on the dairy we have had a rush of calves. At the moment I am bottle feeding 6 heifer calves. We actually have had 4 bull calves come along in the past 3-4 weeks, but 2 of them didn't make it, for whatever reason. Gary had to pull one; he got it out, it took a gasping breath or two and then just collapsed. Poor bugger.

Hubby took one of the bigger heifers into the vet and had her dehorned. She looks better now and won't be a danger to herself or especially to the others.

Hubby has dehorned the little heifer calves himself. If they are under 3 weeks of age we have this gadget that burns off the horn bud. Sounds worse than it is. It's bloodless, fast...etc.

It's getting tomato seed sowing time. I need to get some more things to plant them in. Hubby is getting anxious to get them planted. I certainly hope we actually get some tomatoes off of our plants this year. Last year was exceedingly disappointing; we didn't get any tomatoes until fall, when I had to pick them green before they were frozen.

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Donna. W said…
I planted my tomato seeds in the mini-greenhouses from Walmart about four days ago. I had lots of tomatoes from mid-July on, although they were ugly and imperfect. Maybe you need to choose an earlier-maturing variety?
March 10, 2011 at 6:55 AM
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