As I was milking Dahlia last night I was thinking. I've always loved animals, did I think when I was 25 that I'd have goats when I was 57? No, not a clue. I love my life, I love my animals, and I love my husband and family. Sometimes I'm a little overwhelmed when it's time to do the hard stuff but I love them all. When we were in the middle of a C-Section with Dahlia, I thought, I'm selling them as soon as this is over. This is not for me, I was so scared.
I just inherited 2 ducks from my sister as she says the eggs are gluten free since she only feeds them corn and oats (a male and a female Pekin) because she is breaking up with her husband of 16 years. I really did not want ducks, but I'm hoping she gets a place in the county so she can take them back, the city here just approved chickens in the city limits but no water fowl. The husband really doesn't want ducks.
I love my family, even the one daughter that hates me, I still love her. She isn't around to hear me praise her, the others don't hear me praise them. But I do, they have all turned out good kids. We may have been a blended family but I love them like they are all mine. They all graduated high school and have all grown up and have families.
A Blog about my hobbies (which I sell), chickens, and life on our Third Acre in Arizona
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