Bringing in 3 tons of hay, so will have to be bucking those suckers till the sun goes down. The bales weigh 118 pounds this year instead of the customary 60. I can feel my aching muscles now. We do have help with some of the neighborhood boys coming in so that will be good. Yesterday we went to get shavings for the horse's stall. I did a full cleanout and now they are in fresh shavings and loving every minute of it. The mill shuts down mid-winter and just now reopened, and you can get free cedar shavings, but you have to load them yourself. Mike just drives the tractor over there and I follow with truck and trailer and we load it then go home. I have that to unload as well today.
McKenzie and company are doing great. I finally got MacSter to eat the kitty gruel and lay off of nursing mom. They have finally moved themselves out of the closet and are now laying in the middle of the floor on some blankets I laid out for them. This morning when I went up, I found MacSter curled up in an old easter basket tucked away on one of the shelves, it was so cute. They are big enough now to navigate the stairs, so the baby gate has been put away. Mom is trying to show them how to use the litterbox- but so far the floor is the preferred choice. They are a bit to little for me to be stressing out on the fact that they are pooping outside the box.
I am feeling better with each passing day, but I so still have to pace myself and not overdo. It has majorly hot lately but there are rumors a storm is coming in. I hope it stays away long enough for us to unload the new crop of hay.
Trav and Racer are doing great being back together again after so long apart. Trav has no evidence of any manners that I so painstakenly taught him so long ago, and yesterday while I was cleaning his feet, the little poop kicked me. I kicked him back (not that you can hurt a horse kicking him with a tennis shoe on) and I told him that it was UNACCEPTABLE to kick me. I was close enough to him that it didn't hurt me, but heck, he hasn't kicked anyone since he was 6 months old. So back to kindegarten with him and ground manners. I will not have a horse that kicks!
Well my neighbor just dropped off a big pail of strawberries from his garden, so I guess I know what I am doing before breakfast, putting up strawberries. Everyone have a great day!