Well, the past few days have been somewhat slow for me. Last Thursday night I went out to move a few goats around and ended up hurting my back. I guess these things just happen sometimes. I wasn't even doing anything that difficult or strenuous. For some reason the Lord just decided to jack me up bad. It was so bad that I basically felt paralyzed and had to be carried in by my son and a neighbor.
Now laying around on the couch might be some peoples idea of a good and relaxing time, but not for this old woman. With 30 goats on the milkstand and 20 bottle goats and lambs, this is not the ideal season for me to get hurt! Thankfully, I have lots of helpers so the chores are getting done.