So is everyone sitting around anxiously waiting for Jetgirl1313 (AKA - Katie of Knittin' on the Fly) to Pod cast so you can get the secret code to enter the Great Flyin' West Give away?? If not, Katie and I understand that ya'll have a life besides a farm and fiber but we do hope that you have enjoyed the extra time to drool over the Fiber and think of the possibility of you winning it ... LOL ... Don't worry, your wait should be over soon
Now on with my day. Mom was home and did a bit of late night cleaning. She says that sometimes it is easier to clean with Dad and I out of her way so she stayed up late last night to clean a few things out. That means that she over slept/slept in this morning. Which means she didn't get me up until later and I got to sleep in too. The flip side of this is that also means I was late doing chores.
Before I get into my story, I have to tell you that here on the farm even the routine isn't always routine. All in all, most of the time, being late for chores just means you get to hear all the barnyard sounds very clearly and very, very loudly and much more often until you get everything fed. Before Chores, while I was eating breakfast, Mom likes to look out the window to the pasture and just watch the world go by. She watches everything ... The animals, the birds, The sunrise, sunset ... Everything. This morning Mom noticed one of the animals in the goat pen standing with it's front legs up on the fence rail. We thought it was Honey (young Cotswold Ewe) because normally when you are late she is the first to get upset and make a fuss. Mom told me she thought the crew was a bit upset at me being late and to make sure I checked everything well because she thought that poor thing had been standing there a bit to long. (Mom is always observant and always notices things out of place or that don't seem right... It is one of the things I hope that someday I will be able to do)
So, out I go to do chores. Well, I check the goat pen (this pen has our open young female sheep in it as well so they don't get breed to early in life.) and what I saw kind of freaked me out ... No, I ddin't get pictures and for that I am sorry but I had no time I just had to react. You see our water troth is by the fence and our Angora Billy "Phinny" has a beard. Some how, when he got a drink from the troth his beard got wet and just like in the movie "The Christmas Story" He was stuck. I don't know when or how long he had been standing there, the poor thing. I thanked the good Lord that it was just his beard and not anything else. This brings me to one small difference in city kids and country kids. You see country Kids always have a pocket knife with them. So much so that we often forget we have it. All I could do was run to him, whip it out and go to cutting the fleece just above where it was stuck to the fence. (Shareholders don't worry the beard is skirted away so we lose nothing there) As he ran off all I could think was "Did that really just happen?"
It was a bit funny when it was over but more scarey then anything due to the fact that I had no idea when it happened ... All I could think was that I had to get him free and calling the Fire Dept. just wasn't an option. Oh well, at least he is fine. He ate his breakfast and we checked him from time to time today and by the Grace of God there seems to be no ill effects from his whole ordeal...