And had more than one Vet with a clue about dairy goats around, too.
Here, however, I have problems. Nothing but one headache to deal with after another it seems.
We are treating/cleaning mud soaked and caked hooves with a Clorox wash/soak routinely thanks to the blasted NON-STOP RAIN. Twenty-two days straight in September. I don't even have a count for October...I could probably find a week without rain if I tried.
It's nothing but mud. Mud as far as the eye can see. Mud so thick it's now throughout the center of the barn even, from taking animals to and from the milking room, from us walking in and out, etc.
Aside from hooves getting soft (and you thought clay facials and body wraps were agood thing heh?), we have another lump to lance. On a different goat this time. UGH UGH UGH.
Is there NO END to the diseases in this area?? How did I go years up north without ever having a sick goat, a molting chicken, dead chickens left and right from owls, hoof rot, and any of the other troubles that plague us non-stop down here? The fleas, the ticks, the snakes, the constant wet marshland for a homestead I have.
I'm on a rant. I know. I just seriously don't get it. I can't keep chickens down here. If the blasted owls aren't taking heads every night, the few that survive to laying age DON'T LAY...or the snakes get the eggs. I kept barred rocks, buff orpingtons, new hampshire reds and some aracauna's back north and they laid like troopers, and kept laying over winter even. We're talking snow to your rump roast, ice covered everything, and I still kept more eggs than I could use.
I started with 40 chicks...I have 8 left now. They aren't laying yet. They will not come out of the barn. Probably watched too many relatives take that long green mile and not return, I don't know. I buy chicken feed...and I buy cases of eggs. That is flat out stupidity.
I'm tired. I'm tired of rain and I'm tired of mud. It's hard to find anything good in this anymore. Well, I suppose I could be in monsoon-ridden tropics or something, but that's the best I've got right now.
I can't support a family down here. I just can't do it. I want to go back home. Or anywhere more north where there might be some black soil that isn't stripped of anything good or made up of 99% clay muck.
I want FOUR SEASONS...four REAL seasons...not wet and more wet, dry and dust bowl dry.
I want to grow a garden, not bugs and these thorn-covered trees.
I want a winter that kills off the bugs with the cold and the snow...not the humidity and wetland climate I have here that only breeds them.
But I'm here. The Lord moved us here, I don't dispute that. I have to find a level of contentment, period. I don't have a choice. Dewey hates winter. He hates having to work dark to past dark in freezing weather. I miss that.
Sure, some of you living in the northern areas are thinking I'm not only losing my marbles but purposely throwing them away to boot. I'm not, I assure you. I truly miss winter. I even miss the continually frozen water troughs, the shoveling of snow so deep I can't do it in one shot but have to take layers at a time.
And I miss having a garden that actually provided food and not just dreams. I miss chickens that lay eggs. I won't even do meat birds down here. It's not worth my time. I don't think they'd do any better than the other animals.
I'll find some good points here. Not today, but I will soon. Right now I just don't get what I did to live in this mud pit with sickly animals and no garden to provide my needs. Man, you can't even hunt down here -- the deer are plain scrawny and over-hunted around here. And the dogs...no one 'hunts' around here. They turn out dogs, ride the perimeters on 4-wheelers, and shoot from their trucks/4-wheelers with high-powered rifles.
Might as well cage the deer and shoot them at close range for all the 'hunting' skill that takes.
Go ahead, southern friends, rip me apart and give me what-for and then some. Put aside that southern belle sweetness and give it to me straight. I want to know how you survive and thrive in this climate. I truly don't understand it. Do I need to build my house on stilts or something? Should I be putting in raised beds...or raise the entire "yard" and build sidewalks everywhere? How do you keep your chickens alive down here -- the heat stresses them, the critters attack them...I'm stumped. How do you keep from ahving sick animals constantly with all the wetness? Hoof rot? How on earth do you garden in CLAY? Am I not growing the right things for the wetter-than-wet one season and bone-dry the next?