Luanne and I were watching TV, but I needed some “goat time.” A few minutes outside with my animals and life just seems better.
I installed a solar door on the coop a few days ago so the girls could get out of the coop earlier, not dependent on me getting out here to open the door for them. The door automatically 15 minutes after sunrise, regardless of when I drag my sorry ass out of bed. The flip side is that the door closes 15 minutes after sunset, which is at 8:02pm tonight. This happens even if I’m out with the wife until oh-dark-thirty. Now, I don’t worry about my hens.
I started this post at 8:01pm. I watched the girls all go in the coop as I typed it. Now I have 15 minutes of “goat time” with Bonnie and Nugget.
But the goats quickly tired of watching me stare at my glowing rectangle and have headed over to the feeder for an alfalfa snack. So much for “goat time.” But the hens are all safe inside the coop, so it’s another quiet night on the farm.
Ed
