Muckiness, and a shocked little piggy

Today was a mucky day,

because it was time to clear out the Half Barn,

made into a mess,

by Billy Goat and his young girls.

The barn was tidy, 

in the before time,

when the goats were elsewhere,

actually in their mum's tums, 

because the residents of the barn

have been this year's youngsters,

put there to keep them away from their mothers teat,

so we could have the milk

instead of them,

so to pay us back,

they made mischief and mayhem

in the barn.

Fortunately the barn opens out onto the back field,

which made the task of picking up the muck,

not quite so bad.

But all done now,

and tomorrow we have Serge coming in

to help Lester

make some proper animal pens,

so that mayhem will never happen again,

although mischief probably will.

The two rottweiller girls continue on with their season,

driving poor old Bools,

quite nuts. 

And a two new donations,

for the pot actually, 

but time has not permitted,

so these two boys,

day by day,

are snuggling themselves into the animal landscape here.

It is likely that,

unless they cause a ruckus

that they will remain around the place.

And our two little boy piggies,

hoping for some milk,

and not very pleased 

that they had to do a photo shoot instead.

And here is their sister,

still with their mum.

And it was of this day that she had a fright,

it was actually a big shock of a fright,

because she did think to test the electric wire,

and caught the wire on one of its pulses,

fair and square, 

on her nose.

She keeled over,

just like an axed tree would,

smack,

over she went.

I thought her a gonner,

so did she for a moment or two,

then she sort of got two legs under her,

and hauled herself up,

then was taken with the shakes,

shock I suppose,

then she did a wee,

ah, that's better,

and off she trotted.

Half Barn now tidy. 

And the joys of opening two jars for lunch,

one was spiced lamb,

the other this season's new potatoes.

Simmered lamb for twenty minutes

to heat it through,

potatoes went into a hot frying pan

to roast off,

et voila,

within half an hour,

a good hearty meal,

rather than the egg on toast

we would have had

if I had not learnt

to can.

Am off to have a shower,

as feel ever so messy,

it having been a very mucky day.

Bye for now,

Vx