-- As I've mentioned before, our county fair was last week. I plopped my 3 does in the back seat of my truck and off we went. We were the only dairy goats in the Open show this year, so the results were predictable:
Treasure, 1st in Aged Doe, Grand Champion-- I had to come home one afternoon from the fair to put our steer back in the pasture. He'd somehow gotten out on the road. Hubby got him back in the front yard and closed the yard gate, but he couldn't get Chuck back in the pasture. When I got home, the horses were at the pasture gate so I had to move them down the hill with hay, and then open the gate for Chuck. Then it was back on the road to the fairgrounds again.
Eve, 1st in Yearling Doe, Reserve Grand Champion
Lark, 1st in Doe Kid
-- One morning this week we woke to the scent of eau de skunk. The yard dogs had some kind of altercation with a skunk, and they reeked. It's slowly fading away, but not fast enough!
-- Yesterday I made a loaf of bread that flopped. It's been a long time since that's happened; I forgot to take the gloomy, cold, humid weather into account.