Farm Critters
There are days on the farm when everything just falls into a slow steady pace. Other days you are at a dead run and still you can’t seem to ever catch up then before you ever get started its getting dark and the day is over. Not that you are not glad it’s over but you just don’t feel like you accomplished anything. There are also days on the farm when I don’t encounter what I like to call the farm critters. Then on the other days…
I grabbed the goat’s feeding bucket and headed out to the shed my first stop on my feeding extravaganza was the dogs, which I call my boys. I put down the bucket, opened the dog food container grabbed the plastic cup and filled it to the top, as I was walking to the pen I was admiring what a beautiful day it was going to be. I let my boys out and poured their breakfast into their bowls and handed out loving pats as well. They ate as if I never feed them, occasionally looking up at me with smiles on their faces, I turned making my way back to the shed but looked back one last time to see if my boys were following me. When I did this I walked right into a spider web that was coming down from the trees. I started walking faster trying to brush the webs from myself.
If someone had been watching this they would have thought I had gone crazy hitting myself with my hat and running around in circles. Then I just suddenly stopped and a thought came to me, could there possible be a spider on my back? Where I can’t see or feel it, could it have possible hung on during my fear seizure dance? I finally talked myself down that no there was no spider and continued on my way.
I grabbed up the goat bucket and made my way to the other shed that housed all the goat feed. I was feeling better about things as I scooped the feed into the bucket. I turned to push the door open and something caught my eye, there on the door was a tree lizard not a small gecko, a large lizard lying on top of the door that I had just come through. My first thought was….well we will just forget about that but my second was what if when I had open the door, that had fallen on me? I just couldn’t go there with my thoughts now I already wanted to throw up and I had to figure out how I was going to get out of the shed. I did consider staying all day if it took, but my phone was in the house and if I didn’t answer after so long Tim would come and check on me. I just couldn’t let that happen first I would never live that down and my pride would not let me, my fear would, but not my pride. I looked around the shed and discovered a long handled broom and smiled this just might work, I would just push him off of the door! He would fall on the outside allowing me to escape! I held the broom out in front of me, steady as a knight would hold his sword….Who am I trying to kid I was shaking like a washing machine and screaming at the same time. My precious boys who thought I was in trouble and needed help kept jumping on the outside of the door causing the lizard to venture towards my out reached broom as a possible escape route. I yelled at the boys to stop their barking feel silent and the lizard was watching them waiting for their next move. This was it my only chance I was going to get, I pushed the broom up against the lizard seeing him struggle I pushed with all my might and out he went into the yard with the broom and me standing in the doorway screaming as I watched him run off under one of Tim’s trailers. I did it!
I smiled the whole way down to the goat pen, proud after 30 minutes of captivity I was free and it felt great. I fed all the goats even spending some extra time loving on them. As my boys and I were headed for the gate, I heard running sounds thinking it was the boys I turned to tease them about racing me. To my horror the goats were racing towards me I looked to see why and realized in my blissful state I had left the gate open. Well I just started running barely beating them there.
Walking up to the house I was exhausted, the boys and I sat on the porch steps trying to catch our breaths. I took off my hat to fan myself with and there on the hat was the spider, I had no energy left for the first time in my entire life I just flicked the spider off.
I got up and proceed into the house for I had exceeded my bravery for the day maybe even the month and I needed a drink, I had been thinking of having a cup of tea, now I am not sure that would do the trick.
There are days on the farm when everything just falls into a slow steady pace. Other days you are at a dead run and still you can’t seem to ever catch up then before you ever get started its getting dark and the day is over. Not that you are not glad it’s over but you just don’t feel like you accomplished anything. There are also days on the farm when I don’t encounter what I like to call the farm critters. Then on the other days…
I grabbed the goat’s feeding bucket and headed out to the shed my first stop on my feeding extravaganza was the dogs, which I call my boys. I put down the bucket, opened the dog food container grabbed the plastic cup and filled it to the top, as I was walking to the pen I was admiring what a beautiful day it was going to be. I let my boys out and poured their breakfast into their bowls and handed out loving pats as well. They ate as if I never feed them, occasionally looking up at me with smiles on their faces, I turned making my way back to the shed but looked back one last time to see if my boys were following me. When I did this I walked right into a spider web that was coming down from the trees. I started walking faster trying to brush the webs from myself.
If someone had been watching this they would have thought I had gone crazy hitting myself with my hat and running around in circles. Then I just suddenly stopped and a thought came to me, could there possible be a spider on my back? Where I can’t see or feel it, could it have possible hung on during my fear seizure dance? I finally talked myself down that no there was no spider and continued on my way.
I grabbed up the goat bucket and made my way to the other shed that housed all the goat feed. I was feeling better about things as I scooped the feed into the bucket. I turned to push the door open and something caught my eye, there on the door was a tree lizard not a small gecko, a large lizard lying on top of the door that I had just come through. My first thought was….well we will just forget about that but my second was what if when I had open the door, that had fallen on me? I just couldn’t go there with my thoughts now I already wanted to throw up and I had to figure out how I was going to get out of the shed. I did consider staying all day if it took, but my phone was in the house and if I didn’t answer after so long Tim would come and check on me. I just couldn’t let that happen first I would never live that down and my pride would not let me, my fear would, but not my pride. I looked around the shed and discovered a long handled broom and smiled this just might work, I would just push him off of the door! He would fall on the outside allowing me to escape! I held the broom out in front of me, steady as a knight would hold his sword….Who am I trying to kid I was shaking like a washing machine and screaming at the same time. My precious boys who thought I was in trouble and needed help kept jumping on the outside of the door causing the lizard to venture towards my out reached broom as a possible escape route. I yelled at the boys to stop their barking feel silent and the lizard was watching them waiting for their next move. This was it my only chance I was going to get, I pushed the broom up against the lizard seeing him struggle I pushed with all my might and out he went into the yard with the broom and me standing in the doorway screaming as I watched him run off under one of Tim’s trailers. I did it!
I smiled the whole way down to the goat pen, proud after 30 minutes of captivity I was free and it felt great. I fed all the goats even spending some extra time loving on them. As my boys and I were headed for the gate, I heard running sounds thinking it was the boys I turned to tease them about racing me. To my horror the goats were racing towards me I looked to see why and realized in my blissful state I had left the gate open. Well I just started running barely beating them there.
Walking up to the house I was exhausted, the boys and I sat on the porch steps trying to catch our breaths. I took off my hat to fan myself with and there on the hat was the spider, I had no energy left for the first time in my entire life I just flicked the spider off.
I got up and proceed into the house for I had exceeded my bravery for the day maybe even the month and I needed a drink, I had been thinking of having a cup of tea, now I am not sure that would do the trick.
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