” target=”_blank”>It’s been chilly and rainy here in west-central Wisconsin, so we’ve had the fireplace going again.
” target=”_blank”>Our abandoned, bottle-fed kitten, Annie, has been re-named Yoda (because she resembled him when she was a big-eared baby). She is over 4 lbs. now and doing great.
” target=”_blank”>Molly is at that leggy just-under-a-year stage, but still all smiles and kisses!
” target=”_blank”>Molly still sleeps in that ultra-relaxed way puppies have.
” target=”_blank”>The rescued pups, Dobie Emma and Heinzer Molly, can usually be found cuddling on the futon. We had Molly’s DNA tested; she is not anything she appears to be. The only recognizable breeds that show up in her profile – and these are WAY down in terms of percentage of her makeup – are Bulldog, Akita, and Chow Chow. We call her a ChowKita Banana(tail).
I’ve spent the last week separating tog (outer) and thel (inner) fibers of a single Icelandic fleece. These fibers are from Annie, mother of some of our new Icelandic ewe lambs. Annie is owned by Craig and Jill Johnson of Riverwinds Farm in Boyd, WI.
I plan to spin the two types of fibers into separate yarns, and then combine them in knitted slippers from a pattern from a recent issue of Ashford’s “The Wheel” magazine. The coarser fibers will give durability to the outside while the cushy fibers will be comfortable against bare feet.
While we wait for our own Icelandic “homegrown” as the lambs grow up, we look forward to shearing some other “fiberstock” next month – Angora kid Petunia‘s first fleece promises to be fabulous, as do Penelope’s, Indigo’s, and Manya’s. Got kid mohair? We will!
The Angora kids have found their places in the herd. The highest-ranking goats get to hang out on the “deck” – that would be our herd queen, Alpine Ingrid and her kids. The next best places are the black rubber buckets – perfect for curling up and napping in because they soak up the warmth of the sun.
Mini-Nubian Frodo and Mini-LaMancha Delilah have claimed the buckets for the afternoon. BoerSaanenNubian cross Frieda – on the left; Frodo’s best friend – whose sire weighed over 400 lbs.., seems to have outgrown them now that she’s a year old. Pregnant Nigerian dwarf Hermione and the Angora kids mill about, hoping for a chance to sneak in.
The Angora kids and Hermione have given up their quest, and Frodo falls asleep. The black and white Nigerian dwarf is Magic. She has a voice like a helium baloon that is having the air let out of it. We can tell each of our 18 goats’ voices and calls apart.
Nigerian dwarf Flower claims a bucket – even if she is too large to fit inside it. She and Magic are my current milk goats, providing us with an ample supply for soap and homemade cheese. Flower’s voice is about two octaves lower than Magic’s – the lowest in the herd. It’s really funny, because she’s fully grown and still doesn’t come up to my knees, but has this deep basso bleat!
Angora kid Manya, on the right, has just recovered from pneumonia and is full of mischief again. Oberhasli Ada and Toggenburg Pippin snuggle up together in the background – they are best pals. I hope to train Pippin to pull our goat cart – eventually.
Meanwhile, I’m enjoying the KnitPicks Podcast while I milk the goats or find a rare moment to knit a couple of rows on a Noro two-color scarf, and I’m trying not to get completely distracted by the new Knitty and the lovely Muir…
Oh – and where’ve I been, you ask? Let’s just say…