Saturday, March 07, 2009

And the winner is......

Ooops, with all that has been going on I forgot about picking a name for the soap! Thanks for all the entries - Fran just entered a name today, so she reminded me. :)
No Kiwi, you don't get 6 bars unless I pick all 6 of your names. Ha! And I can't fit 6 names on one label.
And there is a slight problem: I made this soap for a SOAP SWAP that Erinn and I are participating in, and only have the exact number of bars that I need, so the winner is going to have to wait patiently until I can make some more! I am out of cocoa so I can't make another batch until I get some.
Soap Swaps are a wonderful way to get some new labeling and packaging ideas and learn from the pros! I can't wait to see all the wonderful soaps!

So, here are the entries:

Mint Chocolate Medly
Mint Chocolate Delight
Chocolate Mint Rhapsody
Don't Eat It, Just Smell It!
Chocoholics Delight
Stress Buster Deluxe
Double chocolate Truffle
Winter Mint Chocolate Chunk

Well, actually, we all liked one of the names an awful lot, but we're going to change it just a bit because you are supposed to do more with soap than just smell it...
Don't Eat It! is the grand prize winner. And the grand prize is a trailer load of rocks, a Nubian wether who needs to be bottle fed real milk for 6 more weeks, and last, but not least, a bar of "Don't Eat It" which I haven't even made yet. But I will. I promise!
The reason we liked this name so much is that at the shows we always had to tell people not to eat it. :)

Friday, March 06, 2009

Teresa has blogged about the drought in Texas and it is a really good read!

And here is a map:
Our phone line was dead from last night until after lunch, but thankfully the problem was not in the house so we didn't have to pay for the fix! And it's now working again.

Last night we got two orphans from a neighbor down by the river. Tonight we got a third one from her. They are all 3 little boys. Boer/Spanish crosses. This evening when she called me she told me she had a doe who was kidding but was having problems. The poor doe had a kid with it's head out, and no feet, so it was stuck. She ran away from us though, so I couldn't help her. The kid is probably dead, and the doe will probably die. Some predator might get her in the night. There are at least a thousand acres there. I told her to call me in the morning if the doe was still alive and I would come try again. Ugh - that was an awfully sad thing to see and not be able to do anything about!
On a happier note, we got the three little boys soon enough to be able to save them. They are drinking from a bottle quite greedily!
I locked up ALL 6 of our Nubian kids after milking tonight so that I will be able to get plenty of milk in the morning for the orphans.

Thursday, March 05, 2009

An only child

Due to extreme temperature changes in the house, the incubator was unable to keep an even temp and only one chick hatched.
More are due on the 9th from the other incubator, so hopefully Little Lonesome here will soon have a buddy.


Wednesday, March 04, 2009


Well, with all the wind, and no rain, we are officially fresh out of dirt.

It all blew away. Someone, somewhere, is going to have a lot of extra dirt.

But, all we have left is rocks.

Monday, March 02, 2009

He just died.

See this little cutie?
NO, not her! She is mighty cute. But, it's the little one I am talking about.
He just died.

I am NOT kidding!

I have NEVER had this happen before.

I waited longer than usual to disbud him and his sister because my back has been really hurting for a week. They were still small enough to fit into the disbudding box, and their horns had not grown too much to fit into the iron.
So, I did Little Sister (Vanilla) first, and it went fine. She went running off to mama.
Then I put Paquito in the box.
I did one side and he screamed and freaked more than usual, but there is always the one kid every year who hates it more than all the rest. I sprayed that side with the furall which comes out ice cold and helps cool things down. Then I waited about half a minute because he was still thrashing around and screaming. I know the iron was plenty hot, and I did not hold it on there too long. So, then I started doing the other side.... and he totally freaked. I've never had a kid thrash so hard. Maybe he hurt his neck. But, I was able to get a good copper colored ring anyway and he fell down inside the box, hanging by his neck. I jerked open the lid and got him out and he was stiff like he was having a seizure. Not breathing, heart not beating.
I banged on his chest a little bit, and then blew into his mouth and nose. He took a deep breath and his heart started beating super fast and he started taking fast short breaths.
To make a long story short, he seems fine now.
He drank his bottle about 5 minutes later.