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Well another weekend passed without much fanfare. Those two days of sleeping in as much as the goat will allow are wonderful. I am still questioning my sanity and whether or not I was sane when I bought the goat.
The chickens are getting so big, and I can't wait for them to start laying eggs. They all have such distinct personalities it really cracks me up. If this were highschool, I think Annalise would be the jocky sporty girl who you didn't mess with because she would beat you up, Agnes would be the good girl and kind of the teachers pet, Pearl would be the pretty girl who is a little stuck up, and Camille is the fat girl who is nice to everyone but doesn't stick out during highschool, then she goes to college and loses all the weight and becomes really hot. My chickens all have storylines. I don't know how anyone doesn't like chickens. I would put people who don't like chickens on the same level of meanness as people who kick baby seals.
I am going to go completely off topic now. When I was in the Army and attending Combat Medic school we had a cadence we would sing about kicking baby seals, it went something like this, The caller would call it and the company repeats it back.
I kicked a baby seal (cadence caller)
kicked a baby seal (company)
just to hear him squeal (cadence caller)
just to hear him squeal (company)
and then I poked him in the eye with my eye poking stick (cadence caller)
and then I poked him in the eye with my eye poking stick (company)
It is super catchy right? This cadence went on to sing about different animals, terrible and off topic I know, but it was fun to sing in a large company because everybody liked to call cadence to it, if three hundred people calling cadence doesn't get you excited I don't know what will.
I kicked a baby seal (cadence caller)
kicked a baby seal (company)
just to hear him squeal (cadence caller)
just to hear him squeal (company)
and then I poked him in the eye with my eye poking stick (cadence caller)
and then I poked him in the eye with my eye poking stick (company)
It is super catchy right? This cadence went on to sing about different animals, terrible and off topic I know, but it was fun to sing in a large company because everybody liked to call cadence to it, if three hundred people calling cadence doesn't get you excited I don't know what will.
The goat is now contained! I know, I know, it is nothing short of a miracle. I oscillated this weekend over whether to eat the expense of getting a dog run for her or to just do what we have been doing, i.e. letting the goat own the yard, and I finally caved. It is so beautiful, I wish you all could be here to see it, I never knew that chain link fencing and galvanized posts could make me happy enough to bring a tear to my eye. I now have peace of mind that Marzipan is not going to escape the yard or get eaten by the dogs, and I am also having fun being petty and making fun of her now that she can't escape. I never said I was a big person. The peace of mind was worth the price, Ms. Thing however is pretty irritated that she can no longer escape. We have the roof made of a roofing panel and welded wire, because we discovered she can jump the six feet out of the run if there is not a ceiling stopping her. I would give her a 8.0 for her jump mostly due to the difficulty, but the landing would definately get a 3.0, there was an incomplete twist, her form was pretty bad, and she didn't stick the landing.
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| Jesse's raised box garden |
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| Agnes looking good |
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| Did I eat all the candy?... Yes. |
2 comments:
Awwh, your mom sends you stuff. I wish mine sent me anything other than complaints.
I'm surprised that it's ok to have a goat in town in Hawaii. Do many people have them there?
Love my mom, she is great!
Hawaii is a strange state for a couple of different reasons. There are a total of eight islands and all of them are extremely different. I live on oahu which is a the most densely populated. There actually aren't too many goats here on Oahu so finding marzipan a buddy is not happening like I thought it would. A lot of people keep chickens and roosters (for fighting) and dogs for hunting pig. The area I live in is considered country, but if you have ever lived in the country it is definately not like any country on the mainland. A lot of people here have immigrated from Guan, Samoa, Phillipines,and a bunch of other islands so keeping livestock in the backyard not considered so weird. There are still homeowners associations and stuff where you can't have anything so it really depends on where you live and on which island. The big island is where I want to move eventually, it is really rural. There are enormous cattle ranches out there and the biggest cattle ranch in the u.s. used to be on the big island. It is still extremely large. They supply beef when the mainland cattle ranches are out of season.
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