And so it came to the second day of the demise of the goats.
Two now in the freezer, two more to go.
I stood ready to help Lester,
round the corner of the hay bales he came,
with Blossom in tow.
I could see by his face that it was hard for him,
after all we had raised her,
and named her.
But it was her time,
so we did the job.
One left to do.
So indoors for a cup of tea, delaying, that is what we were doing.
So I stood and waited for Lester,
and round the corner of the hay bales he came,
with the red goat in tow.
We looked at each other,
we looked at the goat,
she looked at us.
"We could put her in with the sheep," I said.
So we did.
Goats and us do not work here.
But we still have one.
Meanwhile, back in the kitchen,
and water flows!
Crikey, a proper sink with proper taps, and a proper work surface!
....which won't be used yet because the oak needs oiling,
but I can wait.
I have the curtains to make for the front openings anyway,
and the shelves still need to be made.
And its the turn of Smeggy today,
who is having a work top put in beside her.
And we have rescued the table and chairs from beneath a pile of packing boxes.
We brought it from the UK with us,
and it has somehow managed to survive despite all that has been done to it.
It fits well in the kitchen, so there it will stay.
And Bools and Blue having a lovey dovey moment.