The day before, due to my trip to town, the barnyard goats had a longer session on the rich pasture than normal and got a bit too much. “Yuck!” our little granddaughter says when she sees their lumps of green poop clusters, different than the neat little balls they normally leave behind. At least they weren’t actually bloating or having diarrhea. Yesterday I only let them out briefly to let their systems get back to normal.
For the past few nights, we have been shutting Honeysuckle in the stall with the heat lamp, remembering how we almost lost her last year with a sudden drop in nighttime temperatures. As usual now, Dave is letting the boys out of their pen when he leaves in the morning, then when I come out I can switch them back in before putting out the other goats and horses. When I came out, I found Honeysuckle had let herself out of the stall and gotten some extra grazing. Maybe Dave can upgrade the stall door when he comes back from helping customers. Most of our guys have “essential” jobs, so while their hours are cut back somewhat, they still have to venture out.
We need to roll in the last bale of hay as well. Hopefully, with the help of the pasture, this one will last until there is fresh this-year’s hay available.