Our First Guest Blogger
As Melissa (aka The Farmer) recovers from surgery with her nose pressed against the front door, longingly gazing toward the barns and animals and work, and as I am outside slaving away (oops, I mean cheerfully tending the flock), I decided making her my guest blogger would be a good idea.
She didn’t agree. It took my considerable persuasive skills, and a list of questions to give her direction, before she warmed to the idea. So below is a Q&A. If you have any questions for our guest blogger, don’t be shy.
Here’s your chance to ask about the reproductive cycle of sheep, why chickens have belly buttons, and what it’s like to live with a very reasonable, patient, totally laid back, non-anxiety-prone writer!
The animals…and the machinery…and the open space. Do I have to pick one?
Mucking out manure… although I don’t really hate it; I like to keep the animals’ bedding clean and healthy.
The time I tried moving the flock up a short, wide, fenced area so I could de-worm them. I stood in the middle of the flock, and some sheep decided to run one way, and the rest of them ran the opposite way. Wool is a lot like Velcro– my pants stuck to the sheep as they ran by me (in different directions). The flock spun me around until I finally was able to fall to the ground. They didn’t step on me, they just ran around me. Catherine was at the house and saw me disappear into the ocean of sheep! By the time she got out to me, I was up again and laughing.
They should read your book, “The Compassionate Carnivore”. That will help people understand small farmers. [Thanks for the plug, dear.]
Y’know, sheep have always had a bad reputation. People think they’re just dumb, but in raising sheep for 12 years, I’ve observed them at length. Sheep can’t bite you (no upper teeth in front) and they can’t fight back if attacked. Sheep are ever vigilant because they are prey animals. Their only means of defense is to stay in the flock or run like hell. Here I need to add that a ram, the male sheep, is like a miniature bull. A ram is unpredictable and can “ram” into you. That’s how they play (and fight) with each other. So a ram can defend himself to a point.
I think I may be starting to ramble… I’m known for making a short story long.
Just a little apprehensive… she doesn’t see all the little things that constantly need fixing/ improving. I know she’ll do a good job, and the animals will still be here, safe and sound, when my two week grounding is over. I miss them already!
Probably working with agriculture in some capacity. Or maybe repairing electronic equipment.
I like them all! I’ve thought about “thinning the herd” and only having one or two species on the place. I can’t decide which group of animals to part with. I love them all. Each is fascinating in a different way.
I can’t narrow it down. I grew up in the late ’60s and early ”70s. I like the older Beatles music, Cat Stevens, Shawn Phillips, Melissa Etheridge… Not “hard” music. Lighter, happier stuff.
I’m reading 2 books right now. One is titled “Dewey”. It’s about a stray kitten who was allowed to live in the library in Spencer, IA. The other book is “Coping With Your Difficult Older Parent”. (Guess who’s got a difficult older parent?)
Harold and Maude, The Sound of Music, Grosse Pointe Blank, Mumford, Willow, The Princess Bride. That’s all I can think of right now.
Run outside and greet all the animals! Then look for things to fix.