The snow arrived on the heels of our first really cold snap. Although it was only a few inches, it started on the morning I had a dentist appointment nearly 40 miles away. Equally disappointing was the fact that my studded snow tires were in the back of the truck with plans to stop by the tire shop on the way home and have them installed along with a new set for the front. So I slid precariously down the road hoping not to hit anything.
Andy is settling in to the routine of the farm. "Hey, let's get out the sleigh!" Jess took him out for a ride the other day. It was so heart-warming to see them both amble down the road together. The ol' boy had a spring in his step as if to say, "Look at me now."
Emma's udder is healing nicely since the mass that once was her front quarter fell off. Major yuck! The hind quarter on the bad side is toast for this freshening as well, but yesterday she yielded 26 pounds of milk (3 1/4 gallons) out of half an udder. Because we used Penicillin to get rid of the infection, we're still not drinking the milk. The withdraw time on the bottle says 48 hours, but I'm going to give it a week. I'm really looking forward to having homemade butter for baking Christmas cookies.