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Daily Farmhouse Journal
We’re ready for our goats.
Sort of. You know like how when you’re getting ready to have your first baby and you read What to Expect When You’re Expecting three times like it will help? Then you have the baby and it’s not like the book at all? That’s what I’m afraid of. I just have to jump in.
One day this week-I don’t know which day yet-they will come down this road.
It’s pretty this time of year, isn’t it? I drive down this road and just have to stop and stare sometimes. I get to live here. This is my road.
I think the goats won’t like it because it’s going to be bumpy. The goat lady and her husband are going to bring them in their truck because they have crates.
I don’t have crates.
But I have a fenced enclosure!
The goat enclosure is my front yard. You can’t do that in the suburbs. The entire area, to the woods, is fenced in, and there are “driving” gates on either end because I don’t want to cut off access to drive a truck or tractor around the house. (You can’t get a truck or tractor around the rear of the house because it backs up to the hillside.) More fencing is attached to the driving gates to keep them secure.
The fencing is stretched along the porch posts, leaving room to walk in front of the house under the porch.
I will sit on the porch and watch my goats. In other words, I will soon get nothing done. I’ll be watching the goats.
For now, there is a smaller, fenced shelter under the porch where the goats can get out of the rain. Before it gets cold, they’ll have a “mini barn” in their field. This will do till then. (These pallets are being fashioned into gates.)
One corner of the goat enclosure meets up to the chicken yard. The chickens and the goats (and Coco!) can visit!
Coco: What goats?
Coco, it’s time to get serious. Sure, you lived on the porch for a month. You slept on a soft, pink blanket and you tortured the farm shih-tsu. You watched a lot of QVC and you got addicted to General Hospital. Then you learned how to get down the stairs and you started muddin’. But now you must work!
Coco………..
You want to look pretty when the goats get here, Coco!!
You should be ashamed of yourself, Coco.
REALLY ashamed.
This is not how I raised you, missy. Don’t try telling me you saw this on QVC. I don’t want to hear about how they are understated, sexy and chic “boots” that fit your lifestyle.
And don’t give me that face!!
