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Saturday, March 7, 2009

The best laid plans...

Yesterday I had PLANS. Lots to get done and detailed plan of how to do it all in the allotted time. I had the final skim coat of mud to put on the ceiling, 5 flats of herbs, lettuce, and some greenhouse tomatoes to plant, logs to move so the trees coming for the potager would have a home, kids school to supervise, laundry, baking, and dinner. Lots to do, but I had a plan. First thing, chores. Normally it takes me 45 minutes since we are not milking right now. I feed the chickens and give the ponies, cows, and goats their supplement. When they are done I put them out to pasture with the chickens, throw down a couple bales of hay, and call it done. The animals had a different agenda for the day. I turned them out into the pasture and went to get the hay. When I returned they were all in the chicken coop. I mean the cow, the goats, and even the pony had her head stuck in. They were trying to get the layer mash. They have been sharing the pasture with the chickens for a couple of months now and have completely ignored the coop and the chicken feed. I chased them out the back of the coop they had broken down and pulled the wire up. They wandered over toward the hay and I started back toward the house. I got about 5 steps and they were sprinting back toward the coop. The next hour and a half was spent retraining the goats and cow that the chicken coop was not their space, cobbeling together some repairs the would discourage reentry, and raging at the stupidity of animals in general. After that my plan fell apart and I got only half of the things on the list done. Maybe today the dice will role my way and I'll get caught up...

5 comments:

Olive said...

Hi Alan, We had the same trouble with the alpacas and cows, before Popeye had a brainwave and made a hatch door (which works the same way as guillotine) between 2 posts. Now when he wants the chickens to free range he pulls it up and The end loop of the stainless steel rope is held in place on a strategically placed hook. The door is a solid piece of metal and when let down (shut) it slots into a groove at the bottom so the foxes cant push through. In the late afternoon all he does is go into the yard with a pot of goodies and call, they come running and then, after a head count he shuts the hatch for the night. I hope you can understand my description and if you would like maybe I will send you some pics. Oh I forgot, it has a metal channel on each post to keep it from flapping around.

Sue said...

Ah, one of them is the ringleader to this mischief.........LOL
It always goes like this when you have things to do......
Hope your day goes better today!

Jan Steinman said...
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Jan Steinman said...

"... raging at the stupidity of animals..."

Sounds like the pot calling the kettle black, here! Seems to me they were pretty smart animals!

We have a goat who does the same thing: when she gets loose, she heads right for our chicken camper. Fortunately, we have a low doorway, and she can't get it, but it's rather comical to see here standing on the ramp, looking inside, the roosters giving her hell.

themanicgardener said...

I have no livestock (unless you count the cats), but this still sounds like a discription of most of my days. Had to laugh--
--Kate

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