Wethering Skunk


Everything was peaceful and quiet the other day, as I reached into the nest box to pick up a beautiful olive-green egg. But the peace was shattered by the frantic sound of my little 2-year-old, shouting:

“What the goats doing, Dad?!” Continue reading “Wethering Skunk”


MORE Goat Drama


Can I just start by saying that I HATE drama?

Really. I do.

I’m definitely more of a “peace-and-quiet-and-good-tilled-earth” kinda guy. I bend over backwards to avoid unnecessary drama in the workplace. I do everything I can to reduce drama in family interactions. Heck, I don’t even watch television or movies all that often because I can’t stand the drama!

It seems like I’m always going out of my way to rid my life of excess drama, and then what do I do?

I go out and buy some flippin’ goats — and bring in more drama than I could have ever possibly imagined! Continue reading “MORE Goat Drama”

Sometimes, you just have to say goodbye…


It’s no secret. I love having a proud old rooster strutting around our place.

I love his ancient code of chivalry; the way he’ll lay down his life for his hens, fighting against insurmountable odds; the way he’ll scratch up a fat earthworm and then call: “chuck-chuck-chuck-chuck-chuck” — until all of the ladies have had a chance at it. Heck, I don’t even mind his incessant crowing…

(Oh, who am I kidding? I LOVE the crowing! I haven’t had to wake up to an alarm clock in years!)

Plain and simple, I love roosters. Especially our rooster, Quiquiriquí — “Ricky,” for short.

Our little homestead just wouldn’t be the same without him. Continue reading “Sometimes, you just have to say goodbye…”