Still Surviving

Our chicken, Survivor, is still doing a good job of her thing. Still supplying lots of eggs and even though goatless goes out to the pasture a lot to look for food.

The boys want goats again and so we might get them one each to raise and breed. A hobby, etc. It was nice to hear that they wanted this.

I let my oldest have a pellet gun. He's fifteen and many in the country already have access to a rifle or shotgun somehow. But I'm just now allowing a pellet gun. He likes it in the country for things like this, and chickens and goats, and I like it for them.

The deer have returned to my pasture now with the goats gone. It is a big herd now, or whatever deer groups are called. I think seven now. The fawns have all grown up. I didn't see any new fawns though. Don't know when they breed.

The hay I had for the goats has spread hay grass into my pasture. It may spread even further, I would think so. It's pretty, full and very green.

So, we're still here, alive and kicking. Our dog has the rule of the place too. Goes all over. I guess life is good.