As promised…….

After my last post about Addy being pregnant…….

*****Addy Is In A Family Way***

…..I needed to finish my story about the necessity of running down our various goats…..in the mud…….

Orchestrating…..catching…..&…..ultimately…..dragging various goats into appropriate stalls or pens is difficult at best…….

…..but add to that scenario…….

…..procrastination…….

…..failing daylight…….

…..along with recent torrential rains & the resultant/deep/paddock mud…….

…..it’s all NOT a good recipe for success…….

…..it was a GREAT recipe (however) for ear-numbing expletives…….spat and spluttered through mud-spattered lips…

…..my older daughter was summoned for emergency help…….

…..after my younger daughter wasn’t willing to throw herself at the mud-caked/panicking goats…….

…..or to even consider getting the least bit of dirt on her personage…….

…..as one of her previous teachers had said to her on multiple occasions…….

…..pretty is NOT on the report card…….

…..AND THE GOATS STILL NEEDED TO BE WRANGLED…..IN THE MUD…..& IN THE DARK…….

We needed to get the meat goat buck in a separate pen from the dairy goat buck…

My older daughter and I finally got several of the meat goat does in with Optimus Prime…

…..while Professor Dillamond (dairy buck) was gifted with three of the dairy goat does…

~~~(If you recall…we need the girl goats to have babies…so that they will “come into milk”…….

…..and have EXTRA milk…..for Addy’s future foal…..if Addy’s baby needs to be supplemented after he/or/she arrives)~~~

You have to admit…….it was a good plan on paper…….except for the procrastination…….and the resulting darkness…….and (of course) the mud…

………….but what’s that old saying………….?

………….about best-laid plans of mice and men………….

…..And then…..afterwards…..we sooooooooooooo desperately needed baths………….

…………………Yippee!…………………