or...
we are back on track with internet service
we are back on track with internet service
during which time...
we had plenty rain...with more rain....and more rain...
until we begun to wonder where it all was coming from.
We really didn't have a way to find out...
no radio (that broke down)...
no internet (clueless as to why)...
no television (we got rid of that)...
no newspaper to tell of anything
(except that someone on the island stole someone else's fruit from off their tree).
the rains stopped...
and last night, we had lovely skies again...
with gorgeous cotton puff clouds.
this morning, we woke up to sunshine and cool breezes...
now before you view the next photo...
please understand this goat is doing just fine...
I heard her during the wee hours of the morning...
bleating in an unusual manner.
When it was light enough to see, I went down to where she was...
and found her as you see her in the photo.
I was horrified.
She was unable to move due to the tanglement of her legs...
and her tether (I hate tethers) was wrapped tightly around a thick vine.
She had slipped down the muddy hill and due to the tether tangles around her legs, she was unable to pull herself up.
My husband took his cutless and we loosed her from her tangles...
she has a slightly swollen leg, but is happily eating the bush below our corn field (she'd eat that, too).
And, she is in a safer spot.
She belongs to our farmhand and will have kiddies soon.
I'm glad I listened and recognized a distress signal.
My boy, Shadow, below had also been missing the past couple of days...
we thought he was lost for good.
I was most concerned he may have fallen into the swollen river that was raging from the rains the night he disappeared.
Well...
it turns out, he took a trip up the mountain
(away from the river)...
to see a "lady dog".
She was more interesting than food.
We really ought to get him neutered.
It's not as simple as one might think on this tiny island.
He showed up unannounced early this morning...
trotting through the gate with a
self-assured gait...
and...
as you can see, he is contentedly napping with nary a thought...
as to my weepy concerns over his possible demise while he was gone.
May your day, or night, be lovely.
