Kristi beat me home today. She fed the animals and saw a kid laying completely down on it's side. That usually means it's dead and we have the unpleasant task of burying a goat. When she grabbed it by its hind legs however it objected to that treatment. This was just as I was arriving home and we went into goat rescue overdrive. It got some energy boosting vitamins, grain pellets-which it ate voluntarily, water, Gatorade and a bunch of leaves and twigs. It was also brought into the house. A very rare event indeed! It ate and drank and we put it in its own stall in the barn.

Tonight we are under a tornado watch. There's a tornado warning under a super cell in Blanco and Gillespe counties about 60 miles to our west. Probably won't amount to anything here, but we still collected anything that was loose and could blow around and put them away. The barn is mostly closed up with just enough room for the goats to get in and out. The turkeys and guineas, well they will have to fend for themselves. We leave their coop open but they prefer to sleep on the ramp leading to a platform at the entrance to their coop rather than staying in the coop itself. Maybe it needs to be cleaned out.

Eight and Momma goat got some more worming medicine since they have swollen jaws. Thought we had given them enough already but they are still having problems. Our one wounded Cornish pullet had somehow gotten out of its stall and gotten into the stall with the rest of its companions. Since the others weren't picking on it we let it stay there. Chickens are bad if there's a woulded bird. They will kill it and eat as much as they can.

Kristi spread the dirt out in the barn that I had dropped there Sunday before the tractor had a flat. So the goats can stay inside in glorious comfort if they wish.

Our little 1/4 acre gourd patch is finally getting results. There are new plants coming up everywhere. A testament to all the work Kristi put in to get it ready. Now we just have to plant the rest of the acre.