Something was wrong. I stood there in the middle of her pen, one elbow propped on the fence, anxiously plucking at the towel I had slung...

My life didn't exactly flash before my eyes, but it did come close. I had been both anticipating and dreading this moment for weeks. If...

Today was one of the first, dazzling days of spring. Cascades of sunshine, the wind roaring in from the south, and temperatures flirting...

I listen for them every year. Every first week of March. Nights still chilly, but days getting warmer. And they're usually warm enough....

It took a while, but the dogs and I have finally gotten our Christmas present. It was a very big-box item, and it's homemade, thanks to...

This is the time of year when I begin checking udders. To the uninitiated, it may seem a little racy. But if you're a dairy-goat farmer,...

Endurance. Perseverance. Survival. It has been just as much of a psychological battle as a physical one over the past week and a half....

I never thought I'd live to see the day. I never thought Kola would, either. Thirteen. For a giant breed, the equivalent of a hundred and...

I have suspected for a long time that Drifter really isn't the world's greatest livestock guardian dog. And tonight, when I found a...

There is some weather in which I just won't walk. Some adverse conditions are obvious. Lightning and extreme heat, for example, are...

Both of us were seriously overdue for a haircut. Scotch got his this past Monday. Much like the last visit to the groomer, (all of six,...

The first heavy snowfall of the winter arrived today at sunrise. It was Christmas-card snow: feathery, hushed and beautiful. It was the...

Here's another one for Tassie's brag bag. My mom and I went Christmas shopping yesterday. Naturally, we were going for the dogs. It was...

Tassie, Karen, and I have been off track lately. Literally. Between the Thanksgiving holiday, uncooperative weather, people not always...

Generally speaking, training dogs is a long-haul operation. It takes time. This is especially true if, like me, you are obsessed with...

Butterscotch embarrassed me last week. Socialization opportunities continue to be few and far between for him. My dogs and I are still...

They are finally here. Twenty bales of prairie hay, neatly stacked in our barn hunt arena. Dad dropped them off just this afternoon, and...

As mentioned in an earlier post, it is not easy to wrangle five teenage goats. That's something Gem has been discovering in the past few...

Yesterday I sold my senior buck, Petra. It really was time. Petra has been here four or five years, and he's really contributed all that...

The preparations for barn hunt are in full swing, and they have now happily overflowed to include yet another eager dog. I have two rats...