…or else you will end up with things that you didn’t plan on, like Ducklings! I went to the local farm store after my after school pickup to make sure our chickens would arrive tomorrow as scheduled and, well, I ended up with three ducklings. I originally said no. I made the case that ducks really don’t serve much of a purpose, especially at our house where we have no standing water, but…. I fully expected the Commander to back me up so when I asked him he stated; “I don’t care.” That was it, I couldn’t say no at that point. Tonight will be spent researching how to raise ducks.
It has been raining all day, so when I heard the goats screaming I knew something was up. Out I trudged into the pouring storm, only to discover that they had somehow gotten into the birthing stall – that had a tamper proof latch – and had eaten a small hole in the grain bag and chowed on the alfalfa stored there. Addison and Becka looked fine, but Chips belly was full! I fed him some baking soda and will check on him later. Sara was no help, I let her in the barn to help me round them up and she was more interested in eating goat dropping than helping, so out she went.
Finally, the Commander had what he thought was a simple question for me; “This project was originally planned for sheep, yet we now have goats and ducks (and no sheep), how did this happen?” The chickens and Guinea keets arrive tomorrow, Lord help us.