Goats-How NOT to Get Things Done

I don't know what I was thinking trying to get something done in the barnyard while the goats were loose was clearly a sign of impending dementia.

I am working on a pen that will either be for the pheasants or for Peanut to finally get to be broody and hatch something. It is kinda big so I (stupidly) decided to build it in the barnyard instead of building it elsewhere and moving it TO the barnyard.

First Biscotti stole the bag of zip ties and ran off with them.


Then Amaretti managed to get inside the pen, through the door I had just cut.


If they didn't make me laugh so hard I'd really lose my mind.