06/14/2026
I swear… today came out swinging before I even finished my first cup of coffee.
1️⃣ First thing this morning: Mocha and several of his ladies decided to stage a full jailbreak, because apparently auction day (the day I have to work) is the PERFECT time to test fences.
2️⃣ Immediately after: Q‑Tip and the house boys launched into a full testosterone‑filled growling match over Maddie. Before fully caffeinated. Before breakfast. Before sanity.
3️⃣ So into the nursery they all went — goats, Q‑Tip, Maddie, the whole early‑morning circus — so I could at least pretend the day was under control.
Fast‑forward to this afternoon: the power goes out. So I think, “Fine. I’ll go take pictures.” Mocha decides harassing mom is the new sport, which turns into feeding time, which turns into coaxing him out of the nursery, which turns into me wrangling goats like a sweaty, underpaid zookeeper.
Naturally, because my brain is always adding to my list of things do, I decide the donkeys need brushing…right now. Naturally, that’s when the power tries to come back on. Naturally, that results in a fireworks show in our field and downed power lines… in the field.
So I drive half a mile up the road to call Alabama Power because no power = no WiFi calling and our farm sits in a cell‑service black hole. Ten minutes on hold later, I finally get someone on the emergency line.
By now it’s dark, I’m hot, sweaty, starving, and dinner is delayed. Power finally came back at 8:30 PM and I threw bacon in the oven because BLTs are all I’ve got left in me.
But hey — the power is on, the AC is cooling, the fan is blasting, and food is incoming.
No new farm pictures today but here’s a picture of my BLT.
How was your Saturday?