Summer break...in more ways than one!

Jamie isn't getting any younger.

Soon he's not going to want to be seen with his old, uncool parents.

We want to go places but it's next to impossible to find someone to come goat-sit, let alone milk two goats.

When people say it's hard to find a dog sitter, they have no idea!

I was actually ready to sell the goats. Be done with Spring Peeper Farm forever.

I really couldn't in my heart do it.

But I'm getting burnt out...stressed. I don't have time to do anything.

I'm still considering selling everything.  

I really am.

But then I thought, maybe, just maybe I need a break.

But who on earth would take two does? AND it's someone I have to be able to trust and have experience and room for two more goats!

I thought about it long and hard.

Finally it came to me! 

I found someone.

She's got goats, she's organic, loves her animals and the place is clean, spacious and wonderful!

Best of all....she agreed!!!!

HALLELUJAH!!!!

I wrote up a small contract to make sure there were no misunderstandings on either side.

This way I know what's expected of me and her and vise versa!

So Saturday Azelle and Maggie got in the back of the truck and we drove them to 

SUMMER GOAT CAMP!

How cool is that!

So far Angela ( their summer goat mom) is spoiling them.

(she even gives them warm udder massages)

I don't think they'll want to come home.

This way I'll know if I just needed a break or if I really want to sell them.

So far I really miss their little faces, but I really don't miss the milking.

On their way to summer goat camp!

Their new dorm room.


We actually have places planned! We're going to Cape Breton with friends.

I'm so excited I think I'm going to pee my pants!

It's rained so much here that I didn't think my raised beds were going to do anything.

Well the sun decided to bless us with it's presence a few times and things have begun to grow!

Look at my tomato plants!

Sunflowers, beets, carrots and dill

Brussel sprouts, pumpkins and cukes.





I also bought two red currant plants this year.

Just look at my HUGE crop!

Not bad for the size of the plants.

I'm not going to say it too loud, shhhhh.....

but I think that

I'm going to have a bumper crop of grapes this year.....

shhhhhhhh

\With all the rain I had started to panic for the hay. We're a month behind in getting our hay!

Where we usually get it, the field is still soaked. And it's still giving rain.

This past weekend it actually didn't rain, but it was giving rain again on Monday.

So we found another source of hay.

But Dave still can't do what he's used to doing before his injury and he'll never be back to normal (whatever that was...hee hee) and I can move hay bales, but 100? 

So Dave called a buddy. He came to help. 

OH MYLANTA!!!

The man has arms like tree trunks. Good grief!

He picked up those bales like I pick up boxes of kleenex.

Thank goodness for him or we'd still be there picking hay bales...or at the hospital because Dave's shoulder's would have fallen off! I'd say he picked up 90% of the bales.  I picked up the rest. 

Have a Blessed Day!

Lisa

House Arrest Over!

He is no longer under house arrest! Pico has been a very bad kitty. 

He wanted to go outside...so his wish has been granted.

I do worry about him getting run over, but I also worry about keeping my house standing and not having to call the insurance company for weird claims like...

My cat flooded the house because he opened the kitchen faucet.

Yes he has a sweet face and an even sweeter disposition but behind that soft fur lies the brain of a scheming, conniving kitty!

Let me back up a bit.

A few weeks ago we went to Halifax for Dave's check up with his surgeon. 

We got home around 7ish.

As we all climbed out of the car I could hear water running.

Never a good sign.

I opened the outside basement door. There was about an inch of water on the floor! And the pump was running non stop. But we couldn't see where the water was coming from.

I ran and unlocked the door.

There was the faucet (it's a single lever) running full tilt and hitting the milk bucket I had left in the sink upside down that morning. It was hitting the bottom of the bucket and flying onto the backsplash. Then it was running all over the counter and going under the sink soaking the floor and running into the basement!!!!!

See , Pico likes to jump in the window above the sink and sleep on the counter also (something that drives me nuts!!and grosses me out! Think...paws that also go into the litter box)

So he had opened the faucet and succeeded into almost burning the pump and draining the well, not to mention water damage.

But I love Pico, so I gave him another chance. So I dried under the sink. (It took a week) and told him not to jump on the window sill again.

Finally after under sink was dry I planned to put all the cleaners back under the sink that day and I did put all the clean rags under sink where they belong.

That morning I woke up to go to work and I heard the faucet running.

(insert bad words here, even though I am a Christian)

I ran to the kitchen to find that Pico had jumped in the window, knocked down the plant that was on the window sill and turned the faucet on hot!

I'm not sure how long it had been running, but the plant had fallen in the drain and plugged it! So the sink was overflowing and the water was falling under the sink again, soaking the floor AND the rags!

This time I put the dehumidifier under the sink and it still took 4 days to dry!

So this time not only did the pump run and run and run but the hot water heater ran all that time also!

Stupid me...I accepted Pico's apology...again.

I went to work and Dave called me to tell me that not even 10 minutes after I left, Pico was back in the window.

He's outside now.

I worry he might meet the same faith as his brother, but he's slowly destroying the house. 

I think I might bring him in the house every once in a while. Being outside might tire him out.

I've been watching him and he does love it outside.

Hopefully he'll be okay.

Have a Blessed Evening

Lisa