Musette, our little C-section baby that could, was weaned from her mom, Boheme, the other day. That was in point of fact, more the psychological weaning, as she had already more or less weaned herself some weeks earlier off of the hanging goat bottle which had been her primary food source since birth. Nonetheless, it…
Bits and pieces from the brain of the CCNF blogger: The partially failed Turkey brining experiment nothwithstanding, I think it means that the just completed extended Thanksgiving weekend was a smashing success when the only thing I can complain about today is that my quads are still sore from hiking up to the top of…
The first batch of 2012 crias that were born back in May have now all been weaned and moved down from the Arena. As such, the Main Barn is temporally a bit of a whiney place again as the newly arrived weaners adapt to life without their dams. In our experience some are pretty much…
It has been an interesting few days here at the farm. Monday dawned with the news that one of our skinny mommas in the Arena’s warm room, Awesome Blossom, was stumbling around and eating sand. Never the the greatest start to any week. Though we knew that she had lost a lot of body condition…
So while we will openly confess that our former white show girl, Pristine, was bred last year to Snowmass Matrix Majesty on a bit of whim-and-a-prayer, the result seen in the accompanying picture kind of speaks for itself (himself actually). Having bred her to SuperNova as a maiden in 2010, in what was one of…
What were you doing Wednesday morning @ 6AM? Personally, I was snuggled all nice and cozy underneath the quilt on our bed in that lovely state of semi-consciousness one gets to experience when you have already woken up but are just lying there thinking about the day ahead or perhaps, more importantly, nothing at all….
