There are times that I just want to throw up my hands and quit. This spring has been one of those times. I'm exhausted and things just continue to go wrong.
A couple of weeks ago, my dear husband stayed late at work in Florida to pick up my new buckling and milker for me. That saved me a very long round trip. Long story short, the buckling ended up with pneumonia and the doe with mastitis.
I had my annual beach vacation planned so I left both of them at Auburn to get treated and ended up having them both put down. I just got home on Saturday and noticed that now my Alpine is coughing a bit. It's nothing bad, but I'm not taking any chances so I started her on antibiotics.
That means at the very least, I'm down a gallon of milk a day for a couple weeks. I have found another buckling, but I need to make the trip to get him. I still don't know how much my vet bills are going to be.
While I was gone, the rabbits ate the cucumbers, the deer ate my apple trees, and something ate my son's silkie, Cloud.
Top it all off with two family friends dying. That shed light on what is really important in life, but made this month all the harder. Oh, and I had a birthday. Yay.
I'll update y'all when I'm feeling a bit less down.