I did, I did! Started on the fence that the goats feeders used to hang on....it is in the middle of the swamp and with all the goats pushing on it all the time it was leaning a good bit. So, I pulled up the t-posts and moved them to the inside of the fence about 6 inches inside where they were and re-stapled the panel to the posts since most of the staples had popped out. Then I started on the winter barn set-up. I leave it wide open in the summer so everybody can get inside, but in the winter I block off a small area for the horses and give the rest to the goats. That way the horses can't hog all the hay. I spent about 3 hours working on those little projects.
Weather was damp and overcast all day but it wasn't bad working conditions. As long as I was working I was comfortable in just long sleeves. When I first started it seemed that I was a little scattered. I had a hammer and a pair of pliers and a pocket full of staples. I was using the pliers and thought I had hung the hammer on the fence. Went to get it and couldn't find it anywhere. I thought maybe it had fallen off into the mud never to be seen again. So, I got a stick and started dredging through the nasty, pig poopy mud. Could NOT find that hammer anywhere so I thought maybe I've totally lost my mind and never even brought the hammer out. I walk back to the feed trailer where that hammer lives and it's not there either. By this time I'm gettin' a little pissed and go back out to get my pliers and dang it if they weren't gone! ARGH! I'm looking around and there's a dog sitting around with a guilty look...lol. I walk around a little bit and find both the hammer and the pliers laying on a pile of old hay. GRRRRRRR! Can't accomplish anything with such good "help" around. After that little fiasco I was watching my tools a little closer.
Had a wayward piglet running around for a while. I finally caught the little bugger...picked it up to put it back in the pen and noticed TESTICLES! OMG - we missed one...I was afraid that might happen. If it's not storming tomorrow we'll get that done.
Ended the work session by worming a couple does that were just looking a little off....checked their eyelids and grabbed the wormer. It was also time to re-worm some that I'd wormed a couple weeks ago. I intended to re-worm them at 10 days, but it ended up being two weeks. I'll get 'em again in another 10 days or so.
Oh,, almost forgot...dammit. A pygmy doe must've aborted...she had bloody discharge today. This makes three years in a row that she hasn't/won't produce a live baby. I'm gonna move her into the pen where I have her gramma. I penned the old doe because she was having a hard time competing for feed in the swamp so she's up in a separate pen. I'll move the doe that aborted in with her and let her hormone flush pass and then she will be culled. She's probably 6 years old so I don't know how she'll taste...might be dog food before it's all done. But, I'm not gonna feed her another year...

Shame too because she's a really nice doe.