Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Should'a Known

There I was, minding my own business, milking Ruthie and paying attention to the business end of the goat, when I caught movement out of the corner of my eye.  I realized that we two on the stand were now we three.  There, between Ruth's front feet and darned near in my hip pocket, was a squirrel.  I should have known that sooner or later one of the little boogers would get bold enough to want to get to the source of the cereal, but it still came as a surprise.  Ruthie remained calm, which is a really good thing, because had she spooked it could have been a disaster with her head locked in the stanchion and her feet so close to the bucket.  It was all I could do to restrain myself from aiming one of those teats and giving the squirrel a squirt, but I could imagine the chaos and common sense prevailed.  As it was, we, all creatures great and small, spent the rest of Ruthie's turn in companionable silence.  I think it would take very little to have the little guys eating out of my hand, but I really think that providing room service is about as far as I want to go.

3 comments:

Mark said...

No need to be in denial. Room service is only the next step in the successful transformation of you and your domain on the part of the local wild population....or should I say "used to be wild" population. Sounds as though they are proceeding well with your training and the time is near for you to start building "residences" in the house and setting them a place at the dinner table. Now, get on down the road to town and stock up on the critter food!

Linda Cox said...

Stumpy already has a room inside and she is by no means the first. You do make a good point though - the pets are having to make room for the domesticated animals - Maybe the formally known as wild turkeys and squirrels are part of a movement and soon Diane will be living and blogging from the laundry room or worse - an outbuilding.

Kathryn said...

Thank God for common sense...and James Herriot would be so proud!