Erata

Nothing big is happening, just a flood of small stuff. I think that's life.

Grendel the goat is pregnant. Her udder is changing so her time is coming. I stocked some pine shavings to get ready.

Dave suggested putting plastic over the round pen to keep the rain off. It was a bit of work, but worth it, I think. I was getting to use it only one or two days, before it would rain again and I had to wait for it to dry. This winter is much drier than last. Last year's rainy season saw nearly 36 inches of rainfall last year between November and March.

I bought a cat bed at Ross Dress for Less. The barn cats needed something warmer. This is Marge. She is adopted from Humane Society of Silicon Valley working cats program. Too feral to be a house cat, but petable in a big outdoor environment. The other one, Fox, is very feral and we see him only in the distance.

Our regular dear. We have been seeing a three some regularly, and a one point buck. The threesome is a doe and her fawn from last year and the fawn from the year before. We thing the buck is her fawn from three years ago. Now we are seeing four, and we are not sure which ones they are.

Living so remotely has its problems, like finding a horseshoer, or getting Amazon to deliver to a "mail shed by the creek." But to be surrounding by this, instead of surrounded by people....