We're all still sweating summer away here...counting down the days til cool fall temps arrive. They can't come soon enough!!
Baaaahhaaaaaaccccck to my Little Bit story from last week. Let's see, where did I leave off? Little Bit had a nice cool shower and he was wrapped in a nice clean towel in my arms while we moved his kennel to the back patio.
Our son, Jack, walks into the kitchen from work.
His eyes pop and laughing says, "Mom, why do you have a goat? In the house?"
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
I explain and put Little Bit in the kennel. Edison and Truman go nuts. Literally nuts. They spent the next hour panting with anxiety and basically freaking out wondering the same thing as everyone else. Is he here for good? Good Lord. You would think I brought home an African Python. Everyone just needed to chill for goodness sake.
Lots of electrolyte syringes and a bit of hay later, we woke the next morning to a much-better-feeling Little Bit. I asked Scott to help me move him into the backyard so I could clean his crate again and rinse him down with fresh water.
We walked onto the porch and Scott immediately started to gag. Dramatically, I might add. Insert my eye roll here.
He looks at me and says, "I am never living on a farm. I am not cut out for this."
I clearly knew this. Duh.
Little Bit was out of the crate and made friends with Edison and Truman who were now licking him and claiming him as their own. It was adorable. And I did convince Scott to hold Little Bit in a clean towel so that I could give him his meds.
He said, "I'm 49 years old and never held a goat before." Ok, Scott is adorable, too.
Little Bit went with me back to Animal Alley and John was kind enough to meet me and create a makeshift fence area to keep him in. We wanted to be sure he was on the mend and be able to continue electrolytes and meds a couple more days as needed. Thanks to Sunshine and Sean for all their help, as well as Scott, John and Tracy! These are the memories that make life more interesting! Teamwork at its best!
Scott forgave me (like he had a choice in the matter), and I learned this is as close to farm life as I'm going to get. But as long as I have some goats, chickens, ducks and turtles in the lake plus an amazing array of all things green (and soon orange ... pumpkins arrive in the next couple of weeks), I can embrace it. Really, it's all for you as much as me. Us downhome wanna be farm girls gotta stick together and you might live nearby in a townhome or apartment, but I've got your back.