First step kind of a day.

The wind was howling, the rain hitting the window with such force it made me wince. The bed was warm and the covers snugly, 4:00am came and went and I had no desire to get out of bed.

The dogs decided that it was time (at 6). Let us out please! Fine, out the side door you go, I know if I let you out the slider you wont make it half way off the deck before you decide to piddle where you are and run back in. Sure enough they made it to the first step, pee'd like a race horse and did an about face and headed back in.

That's exactly how I felt about the whole thing. However, there are a bunch of ladies waiting to be cared for (two cows and 15 goats most importantly) fed, milked and hay please. So I slither into my very expensive Pancho (a Contractor size garbage bag with slits in the appropriate strategic places). I love this idea since it falls below the tops of my boots and my body doesn't get wet. Why is it that chores take sooooo much longer in the rain? I know I move slower. So do the girls. They also don't want to return to the Monsoon that is just outside the door. Indeed March has come in like a very angry Lion. Yet, here we are less than four hours later and the sun is shining and the wind has slowed to a Spring breeze.

Of course a first time Doe needed to Kidd and my son the now expert at noticing these things brings her in while I wait to help if need be. A very nice Doeling we receive, thank you. Dam is shell shocked but who isn't usually....... That makes 31 kidds this year and we are about 2/3 of the way done through the herd (OK, maybe half way). Animal care is done by Noon today. Insanely long but everyone is happy and fed.

My turn, forget breakfast have some lunch . Make calls and co-ordinate sales, grain orders. I sure hope tomorrow I can rouse myself earlier.