Yesterday, Philip and I moved through a local pet store, gathering things we needed for the new puppies – ours and our in-laws (Mosey and Dexter, respectively). A pair of Nylabones, tiny collars with tags that have their names and our phone numbers, piddle pads (with scented targets), a crate for Dexter, a couple of stuffing-less toys (Meander guts stuffed things in seconds), and lots and lots of puppy food.
Then, we got cat food for our five cats, compostable cat litter for the indoor kitties, and dog food for Bella and Boone. (Meander already has a stockpile.) By the time we were done, we could barely turn the cart.
We had already loaded 50 pounds of chicken feed and 50 pounds of goat feed in the back of Trapper the Subaru, and we were definitely low-ridin’ as we headed off to get the food we needed for the two humans in this menagerie.
Come April, we’ll be adding 15 chickens to this mix and then – for now – we’re done. In time, we hope to bring in a couple of alpacas and maybe a German Shepherd to the dog pack. But now, our cart – and our lives – feel full. It’s glorious.
It’s also a lot of food. :)
Come June, we’ll be putting up a barn to give the goats and dogs more places to get out of the weather, and Philip will have a workshop there so he can build the other things we need here. (This weekend, he whipped up a chicken feeding station from some scrap wood.) We’ll have space to put in stainless steel tables for goat cheese (in the future), and I’m hoping to acquire an old spinning wheel so I can turn the cashmere gals’ fiber into yarn. Really, it’s so exciting. So very exciting.
But today, my excitement is going to wrap itself around a little round puppy belly when we pick up Mosey at 11am today. For years, I’ve wanted a basset hound. I can’t really say why beyond the fact they are absolutely goofy looking, laid-back, hound dogs. At Christmas each year, Mom would buy me a basset hound calendar, and I’d stare at those droopy eyes and ears and dream. Another of my life’s dreams come true.
Plus, we get the added bonus of having his brother Dexter live with my in-laws. Whew, that’ll be 7 dogs between us. That’s a lot of pup.
So stay tuned to our Facebook page for puppy pics and day to day updates on things here on the Farm – a little bit of peaceful here in the Virginia foothills.
May your day be full of all the joy found in goat hooves, kitten paws, dog tongues, and chicken feathers.
If you’re interested in supporting the work we do here, we’d love that. Please check out our Farm Store, or visit our Etsy shop – if you need a custom order of crochet or cross-stitch, please let me know. I’m happy to see what I can do that matches my skills to your budget.
And local folks, we have fresh eggs – just $3 a dozen. :)