Skip to main content

To Auction

This past Saturday we sold 5 of our goats at auction.  Even four days afterwards I don't know that I am settled with having sold them, but trust that my husband made the right decision.  He grew up in the country and has a different outlook than I do with animals.  For me animals have always been pets.  I think that is the hardest thing for me to get used to with "farm life".  Around here animals can be "pets" but they have to also carry a purpose.  That still hasn't fully registered for me.  Either way, we had a first for our family in actually going to auction to sell our goats.  We sold one previously, however, Mama (my  mother-in-law) took him for us.  I told the children earlier in the week so that they could say their goodbyes.  They are just learning that there is more to the animal than just a pet.  It was an experience.  A few tears were shed by my Becca and myself.  All of them sold.  And we ended up bringing home lots of fresh vegetables for a great deal.  It amazes me what you can find at an auction!  
After the auction we went to my husbands Uncle's place and the girls got to feed and pet some horses.  I think this was a great way to end out our day!  Here are some pictures from our Saturday...

Gathering the goats (he has "Little Lily" by the horns) 
Now it is "Billy Jr." 
The five of them being pulled to Auction by my Mother-in-law 
 Arrived at Auction
 Getting their numbers (the black and white one is "Dotty")
 Lunch (Sam & Josh)
 Lunch (Cat & Becca)
 Becca & Peter - we were waiting for Daddy in the car.
It was hot & humid!
 Getting to give the horses treats!
 All my girls have liked horses, but Becca loves them!
 Cat petting "Levi"
Sam thinking about feeding "Termite"

For those who know our goats: Lily, Dotty, Billy Jr., Little Lily & Ariel were sold.  We still have Chelsea (our first goat and old boss who is now going on 10!), Briar Rose & Billy.

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Not the Momma I thought

This was written January of 2014 Last night I baked cookies with my doodle.  My youngest girl, my sweet Sam.  I didn't do it because I wanted to.  I didn't do it because I had a hankering for something sweet.  I did it because I didn't want her to ask me anymore.  You see my oldest decided she wanted to make cookies for another Awana club on Sunday.  We got the chocolate chips.  Had her pull the ingredients down.  Showed her where the recipe was on the bag.  Told her to have fun, she was on her own.  This "was her thing".  The two oldest made cookies.  Sweet Sam was left out.  Since, my sweet doodle has been begging (at times whining) to make cookies, cause this Momma promised we would.  She was right.  I promised.  I didn't give an exact day or time.  I don't know how I will feel from one moment to the next with these crazy pregnancy hormones.  And h...
Post a Comment
Read more

Happy Birthday to me!

Actually it was yesterday but I'm just now getting around to writing about it. It was not quite as eventful as birthdays when I was a kid. They never seem to be anymore. The last one that a fuss was made over was 18 (I didn't do the whole "21" thing). These years they just seem to come and go like about everyother day, with the added benefit of dinner out. This one has definietly made memorable. It really was a great day depending on what perspective you take. I must say last year I wouldn't have looked on it all with such optimism. It started with breakfast with Belle and Cinderalla at Chick-fil-a. And of course my three most precious princesses were there to enjoy it with me. I even talked my hubby into coming and being our photographer for the morning. We made tiaras and the girls had their nails painted. Then they played in the Princess Bounce House. It was some very enjoyable girl time. After breakfast we went to Michaels. I haven't been th...
Post a Comment
Read more

The Countdown Begins...

It has been a very hectic past few months. My oldest is now 6 and my middle child is 3, oh me, time is going by way too quickly! All followed up by my youngest turning 1 in October. eek! So the countdown started yesterday. I gave notice and my last day working outside of my home will be June 30th. Yes a long notice...but I felt like it was necessary. Even more necessary is for me to take on my God given role to raise up my children in the way they should go. I am excited and yet nervous. I am coming home to be a worker in my home - to the most important job that I could ever do! I definitely don't want to mess it up. So not only is the long notice for my current boss, but also so that I can prepare myself for all that awaits me. Things will definitely be changing in our household, but I am sure that they will all be for the better so long as we keep our gaze on Him.
1 comment
Read more