Showing posts with label Mum. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mum. Show all posts

Saturday, 28 August 2010

Boys at large in the Forest



Sunny again!  I have been home alone again as Carl and Sam went back to Mum's to collect a few garden bits for her (also her old dishwasher which she has given me - clean cups from now on!).  I sent Sam with the camera to get a few scenic shots of the forest to cheer up Alf but he came back with a very sorry crop - a wall, the back of a camper van and some strange man in shorts - the best of the worst are featured above!
Somehow, they also managed to return with a trailer and the truck full of other stuff including a ride on mower (we searched for ages for one and now they are popping up everywhere!), an automatic water feeder which is actually for a dog but Carl is adapting it for alpacas, an awful lot of top strand wire for fences and various implements.
 I spent the day cleaning fields and chickens while keeping an eye on Greeves and feeding him.  Weigh in tonight was not good - according to the scales he has lost 700g but that cannot be right as he looks and feels bigger.  He doesn't exactly run around a lot that I have seen but he looks quite bright - we'll weigh again tomorrow (I tried weighing only every third day but could not stand the suspense!).

Friday, 13 August 2010

It's raining!!

Well - it rained!  In fact it poured!  I tried to will the rain over Toad Hall way but it was having none of it.  We were all wuffled ready, bailer set, about to row up and the heavens opened!  Never mind, there is plenty in the barn already.

Greeves has actually been running away from me today which makes feeding even harder but it is much better to see him acting like a normal cria.  Dobby, the wether, keeps peering over at him from second field - he's not quite sure what to make of him - one moment he is blue, with his coat on, the next moment he is white, coat off!
After rain stopped play with the hay, Sam and I popped down to check on Mum in her chapel.
You can see the rain glistening, malevolently, on the drive.  On the way back up Sam photographed Dad's grave with it's amazing onions (the wreath I put on his grave contained an onion as he was a great gardener and very good at growing onions - it took root!).
Sorry there has not been much on alpaca news but the rain (which we have been wanting for ages, but not today) has stopped most things happening.  Carl has also been trying to rest his arm which is still hurting a bit.  When Mum moved she gave us a TENS machine she had and Carl has discovered it.  I don't know if it is doing him any good but he finds it hysterical because it makes his arm leap about and he has taken to sticking the pads on different parts of his body as an experiment.  I am going to study the instruction book tonight because I am sure you are not supposed to do that!