The last post was about cleaning the sheep barn, that didn't go over too well with the goats who always want to come first. To placate the drama queens we cleaned their barn right after we finished up with the sheep.
The waste hay was quite deep in the goat barn too. Note how high the hay comes up to the feed basket.
While the goats may have wanted their barn cleaned they in no way expected to help clean it themselves, that is why they have we human servants around.
At one point during the cleaning process the Commander looked up at me and stated; "You have to feel this waste hay, it is hot to the touch! There must be some type of chemical reaction going on."
As I looked down at him I said to myself; "Self, what in our history together would give the Commander the idea that I would actually take off my gloves to feel the warmth generated by decomposing poo and pee in goat waste hay?" Of course I didn't say that out loud, I just told him I'd take his word for it.
The goats really do waste so much hay, I had no idea how deep it had gotten in there. At least (according the the Commander) they were warm. I spread a little DE down to keep the vermin out and turned the goats back loose inside there newly clean barn. I love the sound of their little hooves echoing across the yard as they bounce around inside the barn on its wood floor.
I am an Ocicat. My duties include; security (rodents), counter intelligence (predators), infiltration (sneaking) and night surveillance.
I live in NE Minnesota on 10 wooded acres with; my best friend Mocha, three dogs, chickens, Guinea Hens, Nigerian Dwarf Goats, Cascade Sheep, Icelandic sheep, and a few humans.
When we moved here it was completely wooded, our plan is to turn this property into a working homestead.