04/30/2026
🌿 All En Time Farm Update
Well… crazy things have been happening around here.
I know I promised I would share more about Charm this week—but life had other plans.
On Monday, we disbudded her doeling (and I’m so glad we did, because from there everything went downhill for me). That night, I woke up with a terrible burning in my chest and pain in my stomach. I couldn’t get back to sleep, and by Tuesday morning it was still there—and getting worse. I tried eating breakfast, thinking it might help… it didn’t.
This was actually the third time I’d had this happen—once last January, again last week, and now this week—so I figured it was time to call the doctor and get it checked out. When I told the nurse my symptoms, she said, “Mrs. Allen, you need to get to the ER as soon as you can.”
Well… that wasn’t what I wanted to hear.
But off we went—canceling my plans for the day—and they took me back right away. After a long day of testing (which reminded me a bit of what poor Fancy, my mare, recently went through), they found the issue: multiple gallstones, an inflamed gallbladder, and elevated white blood cells.
Then came the part I really didn’t want to hear…
“Mrs. Allen, the only thing we can do is remove your gallbladder.”
Well… crap.
They had an opening the very next morning, but that meant staying overnight in the hospital—again, not what I wanted to hear. But after two long days, surgery was done, and I’m happy to say everything went well.
I’m finally back home now, healing up—with a very sore tummy—and taking things a bit slower than usual.
Thank you all for your patience. I’ll be sharing more about Charm soon 💛
🐻 And then… my first night home
Well, my first night back home… this happened.
I keep a baby monitor on my nightstand so I can hear the kids if they cry or need help. In the middle of the night, I heard Barrett, our LGD, barking loud and clear through the monitor—and then Bam—our Doodle joined in.
Matt got up, turned on the porch light, and checked outside, but didn’t see anything.
Come morning… we found out exactly what it was.
A bear.
This bear climbed over a temporary fence we had in place, got up onto the porch of the Doe Lounge, and somehow managed to pick up a very heavy container of dog food—with a screw-on sealed lid. Then, as if that wasn’t enough, it carried it back over the fence (how, we still don’t know), across the yard, and into the woods—about 150 feet away.
And yes… it figured out how to open it and enjoy a nice meal.
Matt was able to piece the container back together (it was pretty dented from the adventure), but we’ve since moved it inside—and we’ll definitely be keeping an eye out for Mr. Bear in case he decides to come back!
And through all of this, I can only imagine poor Charm, with her babies all tucked in for the night, hearing all that commotion—I bet she was absolutely petrified trying to keep them safe.
And yet… by morning, the kids were back to playing, full of life and joy, reminding me to slow down and take in these moments.
As we continue this next chapter and prepare for the farm’s transition, we’re also working to find a special home for Sweet Trip, and we would love to see him land in just the right place.
If you feel led, please share—his new farm may be just one connection away. 🐐💛
Just another quiet week here at All En Time… 😅🐐🐻
