Well, here we are at the end of March....or towards the end of March....and the weather is still crazy! My little beets and peas are coming up, and I could NOT be happier. It won't be long until I will be in a canning frenzy, I hope....pickling beets! Yeah!!
So I decided to let Freedom go to another home. It was sad seeing him in the trailer...as they drove off...but he will be MUCH happier I am sure. He is going to a great farm where there are 2 other Mini's for him to run and play with. He and Fred, my Pygmy buck were just NOT getting along. AT ALL! I mean, they were torturing each other...Freedom grabbed Fred up by the back hair, and was flinging him around like a rag doll....then he dropped Fred, and started stomping him with his front feet!!! Poor Fred....nope, Fred got up, and although he was bleeding from his nose and was limping, he went right back after Freedom.
Those 2 were wearing me out! I had them in separate pastures there towards the end, and Fred was tearing up the gate, trying to get to Freedom. So, Freedom is now in a great home...and I can go visit any time.
I hatched out 17 ducks, and was able to trade them all at one week old, for 20 Buff Orpington chicks, 2 months old. 3 more months or so, and I will have PLENTY eggs!
Hatching more ducks, I added Buff Runners to this batch, and have 10 turkey eggs in the othr bator. My turkey girls are laying little fools! This weekend I am hoping to get the green beans planted....still waiting on my tomato seeds to grow. I have 20 Roma's planted. If they don't start doing something soon, I will have to buy plants...UGH! Spring fever is getting to me, I want to see green in the garden again!
The 2 blood hounds we are fostering are growing like weeds! WOW! Hope they will go in soon for neutering. They are starting to fight for dominance...even tho my Pomeranian Muncher puts them in their place.
They are wearing me out too! Last weekend they chewed through my internet cable in the back yard. I couldn't get a repairman out until today...After he left, I buried the cable, ( they wanted $150 to bury a 15 ft cable) finished it up, and put the pups outside so I could go do the evening chores. 45 minutes later, I went to get the boys, and they had pulled up about 5 ft of the cable.
Thankfully they did not chew it....so I drug them over to it, and scolded them harshly....and put them in the kennel. I hope they learn soon! My back yard looks like bombs went off out there....holes everywhere! They don't spend a lot of time out there, maybe an hr at a time...that's all they need to get their digging in. They have plenty toys out there...so Im not sure what else to do! I fill the holes with their feces...and cover it with a little dirt...this worked for my Golden Retriever when he was a pup...hoping it works with these 2.
I worked 3 days last week at MUTC, as a roll player. The scenario was " Nuclear bomb went off in Indy" We all had great "wounds" Moulage was GREAT!!!!
My arm....crispy! LOL
A friends leg wound.
My leg from day 2.
They asked me to do 3 different "injects" or side plays. The first one was hard...I was in a bombed out 2 story building...where my "son" fell out of the opening, into a 6 ft tall concrete hole that they would NOT be able to see him in. I had to stay there until I was able to make sure they found my son. Because we lost our oldest son less than 2 years ago, I was able to cry easily....the second one I had a "baby doll" that was obviously "deceased" I was not to let them take my " baby" from me...I was convinced she was OK, and just needed a Dr. Apparently my sobbing worked well...a friend of mine was in the last tent when they brought me in, sobbing and rocking my "baby" and she ran out of the tent crying. They had to get the Chaplain to calm her down. She said it was "too real" even tho she had never lost a child....I felt so bad...after I was finished there, I went and hugged her and cried with her, telling her I was so sorry. The Chaplain said...." you did exactly what they wanted you to do, and you did it well. Even a few of the military were effected by your acting" My last "inject" was....I was a "battered wife" I picked my "husband" and the scene was...he was dragging me to get medical help, and I wanted to go back and save my animals. LOL. He was dragging and yelling at me, I was sobbing and pulling away, then he "smacked" me....WOW, I never have seen so many military men jump a person. In less than 2 seconds, they had him on the ground, and in handcuffs, and was dragging him off to "jail" He was screaming at me, I was bawling" LOL It really was a lot of fun....but mentally exhausting. It took me all weekend to recoup. There is another one in April, I hope I can do...then the "big one" July 28th - August 30th. 33 days!!! Will be some great money...close to $5grand! I just hope I am up for it. LOL So, that is what I have been up to....dogs, donkeys, and roll playing.
This will be handy when we have pigs to haul to butcher. 
What an interesting thing to do, and get paid for it too! I have to say though - you are a MUCH stronger woman than I am! At the 2 year mark of our oldest son's passing, I was still pretty much a vegetable! I think it took until the 3 year mark before I quit bursting out in tears at weird and awkward moments 
