Saturday, March 16, 2019

Proverb 31 Woman

Dear Friends,

This past week our state has experienced the historical Bomb Cyclone storm that was so named because meteorologists had no idea what to classify this rare storm that spread out to be like a hurricane over the main land of the United States.   Starting in Colorado with a severe Blizzard and white out conditions this storm spread across the Nebraksa Pandhandle  with 90 mph winds, blinding whiteout conditions and dropping several feet of snow. This caused ranchers to lose unknown total head count of livestock as the best they could do was to dig out the animals they could find following the massive storm. However it didn't stop there.  With several inches of rain pouring onto the Central and Eastern part of the Nebraska over the excessive amount of snow cover that remained from several storms earlier in past month this storm proceeded spread severe flooding across the North Central and Eastern part of Nebraska. This storm also had damaging impacts in North and South Dakota as well as Iowa as the Missouri River began to climb to record levels and flood these states. For the state of Nebraska and those to the east of us the biggest problem came when dam at Spencer Nebraska on the Niobrara Power Plant broke sending wide spread flooding and ice jams across North Central Nebraska toward the heavily populated section of our state to the East.
Spencer Dam
(Not my personal photo...A shell of the Spencer dam is left on the Niobrara River)
 Once released water has to run somewhere and in our state that is a west to east path.  .  At the time of my blog we are under a severe national disaster but some how most of the country seems unaware that this has happened to us.This phenomenal storm along with 80 plus mile an hour winds has been devastating to livestock and people across the state.
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(photo is the rights of Alex Stephaka's post on facebook)

We will need extreme infrastructure repairs over the next few months to years.  Our economy will take a major hit as agriculture is our primary income in this state.
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(Photo is the rights of Alex Stepanak's Facebook)

All this considered this storm hit our State after a particularly hard winter and the devastation from the storm will take months to years to overcome.  At the time of my blog we don't even begin to know how bad it really is but we are learning daily. God laid it on my heart yesterday that we are beyond time for the Women of this nation to become the Proverbs 31 woman.  We are at a point in our lives where it is common place for the church and bible to be discarded from the main stream liberal agenda that is being pushed off on our country.  And I believe that we are given free choice in this world to allow us as humans to walk away from God and the belief system we once had.  Salvation is the only thing that can not be taken from you but it can be freely given up.  I find it almost ironic that in the times we are living in that a blow this hard has been handed to a group of Midwestern States. Our States under crisis are going to need Proverbs 31 as a guide to come out of this crisis:
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(photo taken at our farm just south of our home about 30 ft. This is normally a dry creek bed and though I have seen it fuller it is about out of hits banks here)



(this is a photo of my Nubian's does after the storm huddled in the only dry space I had in their pen)
(blow photo is credit to Devyn Isabel of the blizzard outside Hemingford Ne)

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Midwest women for the most part have the deep roots of Farmers and Ranchers in their blood and soul even if they are no longer on the farm or ranch. And because of these roots we are like the woman described in Proverbs 31. We toil from before the sun until after it using our God given talents to work for our families and community. When times get hard we grow stronger. To be this woman is a life long journey. We uphold our part in society. Love our husbands and trust their guidance; But we also take to our blessed strengths given by God. We care for our family, community, land and livestock. Our gifts are used to bring greatness to those around us remembering the poor and supplying them with abundance.  During the next few months we will be giving to our neighbors and helping repair our great state without limelight. We take strength with dignity and speak with wisdom because we know who guides us. Striking Satan from our lives we must not allow him to control our thoughts and actions.  Being women our children are proud to be blessed with as mothers and allow our husbands to have praise when they speak of us.  For we are worth far more than rubies when we fear our Lord. ( The above were my notes in my bible from studying this passage)

Proverbs 31:10-31 New International Version (NIV)

Epilogue: The Wife of Noble Character

10 [a]A wife of noble character who can find?
    She is worth far more than rubies.
11 Her husband has full confidence in her
    and lacks nothing of value.
12 She brings him good, not harm,
    all the days of her life.
13 She selects wool and flax
    and works with eager hands.
14 She is like the merchant ships,
    bringing her food from afar.
15 She gets up while it is still night;
    she provides food for her family
    and portions for her female servants.
16 She considers a field and buys it;
    out of her earnings she plants a vineyard.
17 She sets about her work vigorously;
    her arms are strong for her tasks.
18 She sees that her trading is profitable,
    and her lamp does not go out at night.
19 In her hand she holds the distaff
    and grasps the spindle with her fingers.
20 She opens her arms to the poor
    and extends her hands to the needy.
21 When it snows, she has no fear for her household;
    for all of them are clothed in scarlet.
22 She makes coverings for her bed;
    she is clothed in fine linen and purple.
23 Her husband is respected at the city gate,
    where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.
24 She makes linen garments and sells them,
    and supplies the merchants with sashes.
25 She is clothed with strength and dignity;
    she can laugh at the days to come.
26 She speaks with wisdom,
    and faithful instruction is on her tongue.
27 She watches over the affairs of her household
    and does not eat the bread of idleness.
28 Her children arise and call her blessed;
    her husband also, and he praises her:
29 “Many women do noble things,
    but you surpass them all.”
30 Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
    but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.
31 Honor her for all that her hands have done,
    and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.

Thank you for joining me today
Sincerely yours
Andrea Sayer

Monday, December 31, 2018

Goodbye 2018

Dear Friends,

As today is the last day of 2018 I thought it only proper to hit on some of the great highlights I had in the past year.  I know lots of friends whom will be glad for this year to be over and a new one to start.  However life has taught me that you only get out of something what you put into it.  And yes I too have had my share of hardships and disappointment in 2018.  But more than that I have had the opportunity to be blessed with one more year with my family and friends and for the opportunity to let my lord and savior lead me.  One of my favorite songs is God Bless the Broken Road by Rascal Flatts. And you know what he has always done exactly that.  Hardship brings us to blessings and life was never intended to be easy or you learn nothing.

2018 was my 25th anniversary with the love of my life and I am so proud of the life we have built together.  Looking forward to the next 25 years. And let me tell you I would never have believed you that time would go so fast but it has and I am very blessed that Gregg Sayer has been on this journey every step of the way with me.


Gregg and I now and 25 years ago with my parents
But now on to the good things and great highlights of 2018.  In January my son Dillon started his college career at Southeast Community College in Milford Nebraska where he is studying John Deere Diesel Technology.  He is sponsored by Landmark Imp. and his location is for coop study is Arapahoe Nebraska.  So I had many blessings and a few days of disorientation as I got used to my son not being home daily.  My first impression of the dorms and college when I helped him move in was OMG you could so easily have fit into a Military program.  The dorm room was probably last furnished and updated in 1950's and it looked like a grey prison.  3 boys were to share a room about the size of my dinning room.  But you know what he took it all in stride met some great kids and even was named the Outstanding Student of the quarter and made the Dean's List his first quarter.  His college is different than standard college layouts as it is broke into quarters and classes have finals as they finish the material.  Sometimes its only 2.5 weeks and he has a final over a subject.  And pass or fail determines if you continue the program.  So I am very proud of him.  He has just completed his 4 quarter over all and is still pulling a 3.5 GPA or a bit higher.  Dillon has matured so much and I am very blessed to have this wonderful young man as my son.
 Dillon Senior year
Dillon showing off Duelly
We had an amazing kidding season in 2018.  Yes it was very buck heavy but I'm proud to say that 4 of our bucks have found there way to herds of their own and that we had zero death loss.  I'm very proud of where our Nubian herd is going and that the hard work we have put into this herd is paying off.  I can see the advancements we have made and I am very excited to see where the future takes us.  We did try showing again for the first time in about 5 years and I'm excited to say one of our bucks Desert Diamond Duel Chances took 3 reserve legs at a 4 ring show in Iowa in early June.  We also had a great time at the Mo-Kan show in Sedalia Mo in May.  We took 2 does and some of our kids down to the show and DJ's Creek Claire Reese was the star of our program their placing first in 1 ring and 3rd in the other 2 rings.  She didn't receive a leg but she is only in her second lactation.  We had so much fun meeting people and learning more about the ADGA showing world.  Plus it was a great opportunity for Gregg, Dillon and I to go somewhere for the weekend and just enjoy being together.
 Duelly
Claire
 2018 kids

My daughter Amelia has had some very special moments in 2018.  The year started out with a broken pinky finger in Advanced PE in January.  This required several trips to and from Kearney for x rays to insure the finger was healing properly.  She attended her Junior prom with confidence to just go and hang out with a group of friends and not be stressed about having a date.  I was very proud of her and man was she beautiful.  Later in the summer she attended her last summer honors program in Holdrege with our ESU 11.  She studies art at this program and she had a blast rooming with one of her best friends Britt and making many friends from across the district.  And although art is just a hobby for her she did very well with 2 of her art pieces.  One I am proud to say hangs in my living room is and ink drawing of the city in lights.  It is three separate drawings meant to hang together of different images of NYC in old fashioned light bulbs.  I love it and she received best of show with it at our county fair in the open class.  She is currently half way thru her senior year and has decided to become a Physical Therapist.  She will be attending Wayne State next year and has received the alternate position in the RHOP program.
 Amelia Junior Prom
 Britt and Amelia
 City in Lights
Sammie
Gregg has been very busy with our auto repair shop in McCook.  Some days I think he lives there, but when you are booked 3 weeks out at all times it just shows that you have a wonderful client base and that you must be doing something right.  I'm not much help but to do the book work and I guess that's equal to being his support team.  I make sure that everything he does is billed out and the accounts payable are paid on time.  This has been a dream of his since he was a child and I am very proud to say he is doing a fantastic job of owning his own business.  And I have always known how much harder it is to be the owner than and employee, but this past year has really proved that to us.  We lost our extra mechanic in August and for the past 4 months we have maintained the business with just a few fill in employees and we are still doing fine.  You know there is a world of difference in where you sign your name on the check as to what amount of blood sweat and tears goes into that check.  Those whom sign on the back are getting what they were contracted to receive for the job they do.  Those whom sign the front must cover everything that needs done so that others may sign the back.  Its tough and some days overwhelming, but in the end its yours.
Tryston our nephew hanging at shop
I've also been blessed to have a large influence in my sisters children's lives this past year.  As she has went thru a divorce and the struggles that go with becoming a single parent.  I wish this on no one but if you marriage is bad then get that divorce and go on with your life.  No one has ever died from a divorce, but the mental stress of a bad marriage can destroy you.  So because this event took place in her life I had my nieces and nephew over to my house more and sometimes it was up to me to be the one to get them to and from important events.  I'm proud to say that the year went fairly well and that I have a very special bond with all 3 children.  I feel like I'm more than just Auntie, but that I'm the extra mom/dad support system they have needed and will continue to need for a while.  So yes its been hard but in the end the road has been blessed by God.
 Crystal
 Jadyn helping with her new calf
Kailee after scholarship interview
As you all know I am a very spiritual person and I believe with all my heart that my lord and savoir leads my path daily.  I'm blessed to be a part of a very small church that is still here even without a paid full time minister.  My husband is one of the 2 elders that leads us in worship during the month.  And we are the church in the community that is know for feeding the people.  This might seem like its silly but I get great joy knowing each 4th of July, Halloween, and Thanksgiving/Harvest Dinner that we are able to provide the community with a place for a meal and fellowship.  God is Great and the benefit plan is out of this world.  So may each of you be blessed by his love.

My parents have been in good health for the most part this past year.  My mom had a successful knee replacement in June and they are currently off to travel again for the second winter.  2018 they spent 3.5 months on the road seeing the southern (warm) state during our harsh winter here in Nebraska and they left on the 26th to spend 4 months this coming winter staying out of the cold.  I'm glad they have the health to do this and that the lifetime they spent working our farm has allowed them the freedom to do this in their retirement.
My parents traveling
May you all look back and count your blessing of 2018.  Not all years are meant to be forgotten.  Most are meant to be lessons with great memories for your future.  After all you cant change the past or future all you can do is live in in the present.  So may your present be filled with great joy and love.

Til we meet again,
Proud to be an American Farmer's daughter

Andrea Sayer

Saturday, December 29, 2018

Long Break but I'm back

Dear Friends,

Thank you for being there for me when I couldn't be here for you.  I know its been a long 18 months since I last wrote to you.  However it was never because I didn't think you cared or that I had something to share, but sometimes life just gets in our way.  For me it was healing from my surgery and learning to balance my life and health to become a great mom and wife again.

Christmas 2017 My family

My husband and I celebrated our 25th wedding anniversary this year.  We took a dream vacation to New York to see the changing fall leaves.  One or two days in NYC is more than enough for anyone.  We saw the Broadway musical wicked and I loved it.  Then we spent several days driving in upstate New York and in Pennsylvania. I enjoyed seeing Amish country around Intercourse PA.  We also made it to Woodstock and I really enjoyed the museum of this moment in history.  The Hudson river was also another highlight.  However I can honestly say I am a country woman at heart and will always return home to my Deer Creek roots.

Dillon Senior Prom 2017

Our son Dillon has spent the year at Southeast Community College on the Milford campus studying the John Deere diesel technology course.  By October of 2019 he should graduate with a degree and then go into his internship with Landmark Corporation.  The branch he is working thru is in the neighboring town of Arapahoe.  He hopes to complete his internship and one day return to run the family farm.  I'm excited for him and a bit scared at the same time.  Farming is currently in a major crunch and I just pray that if this is the path for him we will have a family farm for him to return to.

Kailee and Amelia summer 2018

2018 is coming to a close and I'm proud to say that I am the successful mother of a senior in high school and the aunt to a wonderful senior in high school.  This has lead me to several college visits this past month and I'm amazed at just how much college has changed in a quarter of a century.  I'm also currently in sticker shock about how much it cost to get a degree in this country.  In my opinion you want to know what is wrong with is country start with the fact that somewhere society decided that as a parent you are responsible for your child's college education expenses.  And even if you don't plan on paying for it thanks to the FSAFA your child is penalized if you have a 2 income household and have ever made strides to own anything beyond your family home.  I was unaware that being a responsible adult would mean that my child could suffer the burden of extreme financial debt to reach the career of her dreams.

Amelia Senior 2019

Amelia wants to be come a Physical Therapist and return to rural america (Nebraska) to serve the small population of people that she grew up around. Yes the farmers and their families are where her heart lies.  Guess you can take the kid out of the country but you can't take the country out of your kid.  I am very excited to see her complete her dreams and we are working very hard to make this 7 year degree a real possibility. She has a excellent high school GPA of over 97% and received a 25 on her ACT.  I know she is not the top student applying to colleges but she is way above average. She has been awarded the RHOP (rural health opportunity program) alternate position to Wayne State College in Wayne Nebraska.  What this means in a nut shell is that she is the back up quarterback for this program and if at anytime in the next 4 years the student above her changes their career path or fails to meet the requirement to maintain the award she will become the RHOP representative and receive full tuition.  I have no problem with the idea that full tuition only covers classes and books.  I mean we all live and eat even when we are not in college so room and board are what you have a part time job and savings to get thru college without debt.  However I was unaware that a family that makes less than $80,000 a year (4 in house hold) would be responsible for up to $9,000 of assistance to the student per year.  America I think you need to rethink this and make college affordable to children so we have a generation of great people in our future.

Kailee Senior 2019
My niece has been offered several scholarships and I am very proud of her.  She is currently deciding where she will go to become a chiropractor and once she knows where life will take her I will update you all.  But the coolest thing I got to do with her was go to her interview at Baker University in Kansas this last month.

2019 will be her is a few days and I'm looking forward to enjoying 2 more graduates in our family.  Praying for all their dreams to come true and looking to become the best mom/aunt I can be for them all.  Yes I'm still raising Nubian dairy goats, helping run our family farm, and helping my husband operate our automotive repair shop as well.  But the last 18 months have taught me that work will always be there and if something happens to you your job will be filled before your funeral is over.  However, your family grows up and moves forward as life is supposed to happen and if you are too busy working that you miss out on the moments in your family's life then you can never get that time back.  So my wish for all of you in the upcoming new year is simple.  Take time to enjoy the life you are living now and stop living for the life you hope to have someday.

Until we meet again....Proud to be a American Farmer's Daughter
Sincerely
Andrea Sayer

Sunday, July 9, 2017

Farmers daughter down for the count

As a few of you know but most don't I had a routine vaginal hysterectomy on June 20th.  The plan was I would be off work until July 11th when I would pass the first of 2 post opp visits and be allowed to return to work at a casual pace not doing anything that required heavy lifting.  Then on July 25th I hoped to be released to start doing more around the farm eventually working back to doing everything I did before but without the monthly debilitating pain.
Dillon Sayer 

So we worked out a schedule to reduce the milking herd to once a day milking there by making it easier for my husband, son and daughter to do the milking after their work day.  The goats were really champs about this an have slowed production down to accommodate our needs.  My son Dillon stepped up to bat and took all the weeknight milking as long as he could have his weekends to do what he wanted with friends.  My husband and daughter Amelia have took over the weekend jobs. Which do seem to entail more work in that they make sure hay is over at the pens for the week and that the old unused hay is scooped out an dispensed to the dairy cattle or some group that will eat it.

Amelia Sayer

The plan was going great until 10 days post operation when I got sick as all can be and ended up back in the hospital for a 4-5 day visit with high fevers and a post opp infection that was threatening to send my body into septic shock.  So much for the great plan.  Thank God for good doctors and a great nursing staff.  I am back home and taking my time recovering.  I feel like I have been hit by a truck and any energy I had post surgery is now gone.  I do some light housework and then have to take a couple hours rest. Which is very out of my comfort zone
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I did get to go out and visit the goats this evening and give them all scratches and love.  They are doing great and I have my family to thank for this blessing.  However I really miss them and can't wait to be able to return to a normal schedule for me.  And I will admit 3 hours at the farm basically doing nothing has kicked my butt.4
Andrea and babies this spring
In the mean time I have signed up to take an AI course this fall which I am very excited about.  I have also made all my breeding plans for next year.  And I have a date to take my weathers and cull does to the sale at Colby Livestock later in the month.  I will be adding a few of Dillon's unneede
d young bucks and kids that were born too late to make the last sale.

This has been a wide awakening to me as to how much my "job" with the animals is a full time responsibility that really burdens others when I get ill and have to rely on them.  However, I am thankful they are stepping up to the bat and not going with Amelia's plan of just sell the goats because she hates them and really has no desire to have them on the farm.  Then again she is a teenager and could change her mind but I doubt it and that too is okay.  Not everyone in your family is going to love what you love, however everyone in your family should love you enough to make things work when life take a turn and shit hits the fan.
My loving family on a work vacation to Grand Canon 

Looking to make a full recovery in time for breeding season.  In the mean time I will plug along at the pace I can and hopefully I will stay out of the hospital.  Until we meet again...........God Bless the American Farmer.

Tuesday, June 27, 2017

Desire to learn something new

Well it took Buddy dying this past week for me to realize I won a semen tank with goat semen in storage but I have no idea how to do my own AI of my does.  I have some wonderful bucks and amazing bloodlines in storage but no way to utilize them.  Well not any more I have taken my time off to recoup from surgery to find a location that I can attend a class to learn to AI.  They will teach me and allow me to actually try to AI goats all in the same day.
buddy and I on our first meeting
Reproduction Enterprises Inc out of Stillwater Oklahoma will be the destination for my training.  The super cool thing is they will also collect my bucks if need be and even AI my does the traditional way or Laparoscopic for me.  This is something I will do if my scheduled class doesn't take place before I want to start my breeding season.  I hope to learn all I can from this class and to be able to make improvement in my herd by using better quality bucks to improve my program in a positive way.  I know I could just keep purchasing bucks and see if they give me the offspring I desire or I can use the great semen I currently own to see if I can take my goats forward in a positive way.  I own semen from the countries top breeding bucks in the current market and from those bucks we have walked away from but they founded what we started with.
My good friend Kayla who helped me the first time and we got one litter
So with careful consideration as to who to breed who to and also using my live bucks as planned or as cleanup bucks for when a doe doesn't settle with AI I am opening my farm up to world of possibilities.  I know I will have the opportunity to be breeding and raising goats not many others will have in their herd. This makes me very excited as I will be working with genetics older than me in some ways and some that are on today's cutting edge.  I have bucks collected and stored that were born in the late 70's early 80's up to the early 2000's.  This array should give me the opportunity to create some fantastic milkers with some fabulous show potential.
Kastdamur's Most Wanted our successful breeding sire
I realize when you start a plan like this some will call you crazy and even insane.  My over all goal is to see what I can breed DJ's Creek Nubians into.  Will they become the go to goat?  Or will I end up with more misses than successes.  To me the fun part will be watching each litter be born.  Deciding if they are keepers or cull animals and then to watch the keepers to see what they become hopefully in more herds than my own.  I owe my ability to have this semen tank to all the people to had the foresight to collect there bucks before me and to those whom used what they wanted from the tank to make their herd improvements but left enough behind to be passed on to another willing individual.  I just know that some how God has lead me to meet these great people and that the goats I will breed will lead me to meet even more wonderful people.
 Bissberry Vino Trust died before he could be collected
 Jodi Veite and I = Goat sisters for life!
 Keeble a pet that grew into something special
Goddard Farm Big Al a buck that died before he was collected
As you can see from my view point this decision is going to greatly impact my herd and give me the chance to have great genetics for years to come and to help others successfully use them in the Midwest.  I pray God give me the ability to learn this and to be able to offer this service to others.  I have the desire now do I have the ability.  Only God knows but I will put my faith in him.

Sunday, June 25, 2017

Compassionate about your Passion

Hello,

Hope this finds you all having enjoyed your Sunday a day of worship and rest.  Now before you start laughing and rolling on the floor please remember that this is what most people use Sunday's for.  A day to catch up on thier rest and to unwind from the long week they had at work.  Some still attend church and most do not but this is not going to be a blog about religion.  It is however going to be enhanced by the message I was inspired with this morning at my home church.

Today's message was that there is a difference between being passionate about something and being compassionate about it.  Both come from the some root.  Your passion and desire to do what you do.  Well this hit me as interesting and I began to ponder if I was passionate about my job and work with my farm or was I compassionate?  Did I do everything with a gust of passsion that can't be stopped?  Well of course not but by the same token my passion to love and build this farm is what gets me out the door each day and keeps me going when the bills are too high and the depths of sadness or work load are too heavy.

I started out to raise Nubian dairy goats as a fluke.  It was simply a project for Dillon to get involved with and to have fun with after we lost Tyson.  I actually allowed both Dillon and Amelia to pick the animal they wanted to purse and we would take it from there.  Never dreaming anything of the full time job I was getting myself into as a mom and farmer's daughter.  Amelia choose pigs and though you all know from time to time I do blog about our pigs they have never become a passion of mine and over time Amelia's passion for them has waned to now we have just the one pig soon to be none.  She did however become passionate about her dislike for the goats and eventually talked grandpa into getting her a Jersey dairy cow.  So I guess you could say we are all a bit passionate about dairy and if you know agriculture we couldn't have picked a bigger way to lose money if we tried.

And over the past 7 years I have come to love my dairy goats with a passion I never dreamed I would be blessed with.  I mean why else would I willing lose sleep, make myself sick, and devote so much time to a group of animals during kidding season.  However in the process of becoming passionate about these animals I have also met and mentored some wonderful people into the world of goats.

As I was sitting in church this morning the part about being compassionate is what hit me and brought me to my core.  Am I compassionate about my abilty to help other goat owners?  Do I really do this for the correct reasons and when I give of myself in this manner am I doing it for their benefit or for the animals benefit or is this some how selfish and for my benefit?  Because to be compassionate you must give freely of your gifts and know they are there because God gave them to you.  And it hit me that sometimes my anwser to this question can land in all three areas but rarely does it land in just the answer of for the glory of God to spread my gift he has given me.

Now as I said before this was not a sermon nor would I try to make it into one.  However, I know I have been given a passion to love and carefor and learn about dairy goats.  I also know I will spend the rest of my life learning and still never know enough.  But at the root of this is do I have the compassion to share my gift with others.  Not expecting a paycheck or a return in a monetary way because I am not a trained vet or a licenesed animal husbandry specialist.  I am mearly a farmer's daughter that has a passion for goats and wants to see others develop a passion for them as well. Bottomline is that if I want to foster others passion I need to be compassionate to the point of giving myself, time and knowledge to them without expecting anything in return.  And in the world we live in this is a mighty tough challenge to put yourself up to but its one that I am willing to try with God by my side.  Will I always succeed?  Probably not.  Will I have the faith to try?  I hope so.

So as I end this I want each of you to think about what your passion in life is. Once you know your passion is decide if you are just passionate or do you have the ability to become compassionate about your passion.  Can you take the time to leave an impact on those around you whom share your passion with


?  Can you leave this world a better place than the one you found?  Your passion doesn't have to be a animal, it can be your work, a hobby or whatever makes you happy just know that if you can develop compassion to go with your passion you will be a more content and happy person.

Until we meet again............

Thursday, June 22, 2017

Good bye Buddy

Dear Friends,

Well as I continue to be on rest from surgery life keeps right on happening.  I found out last night that my Jr herd sire Goddard Farm The Kansas Legacy died sometime in the late afternoon.  I have no idea what happened or why he is dead but he is now passed over the rainbow bridge.
Buddy and I on our first meeting the day I brought him home.

I now have quite the herd over the rainbow bridge and as a farmer's daughter I know that things happen and that the animals we have are just ours to care for and nuture until God calls them home.  But even with the knowledge that they are only mine for a short while my heart always breaks when I lose one and don't know why it happens.  The past couple years I have lost several and some have been due to my lack of knowledge and some have just been on the I don't know why list.
This was our first doe Goddard Farm Black Orchid

BO as we called her developed a brain tumor that I fought hard to save her from for over 6 months. She developed seizures and would just drop to the ground and begin banging her head against anything.  Several times she would do this in my arms.  My vet and I tried several treatment plans but in the end I had to conceed she was not going to get better and that she need to to go home.  So I let her leave us for the Rainbow Bridge in a save and humane way.  The tears that were shed that day and on many days since have broke my heart and my son Dillon's heart.
Here is a picture of Whimiscal Kids Miss Emmeline

Emme as we called her got the tip of her teat tore off during her first freshening.  I managed to get her healed up from that and proceed to finish milking her out for the season after her first kidding.  Then right after her second kidding she developed pnemonia (which at the time I didn't vaccinate for but we do now).  Several days of antibiotics and numerous lact ringers of fluid later she pulled thru the pnemonia and was doing well on her second laction when around the begining of July she developed mastitis in the teat that had been damaged.  She was just finished being milked on the evening of the 4th of July when I went to give her a dose of penicillin for the infection.  Apperently I nicked a blood vessel with the needle and the penicillin entered her blood stream.  She died in my arms instantly.  I did not know goats were so sensitive to penicillin and therefore we try to never use it on our farm anymore for the goats.  So Emme is over the rainbow bridge in my herd waiting as well.
Here is a photo of our pride and joy DJ's Creek BO's Foxy Roxy

Roxy was the only daughter BO ever gave us and we had a challenge getting her to a full term pregancy but in 2017 we accompished that goal when Roxy popped three kids out like tic tacs and went into a fabulous milk production.  She was doing everything Dillon and I had dreamed of and I thought she was heading to make some wonderful records and events in our herd.  However less than 45 days into her lactation she had a slight cause for concern in her scc (which is our way of dectecting mastitis when it starts).  We started her on the vets recommended treatment plan and she went into what I beleive was milk fever.  Acting quickly I got the lactate ringers and cpkm into her system and kept her in the barn and warm.  She made it til evening feeding and was alive but not doing fabulous so we gave her another round of lactate ringers and cpkm.  However the meds didnt work the second time and she died in her sleep.  So the next rock star from my herd went to the rainbow bridge.

I have more baby goats that were not even weeks old and boer goats out of Dillon's herd and 4-H projects up in heaven than we can count.  So as I titled this blog Good bye Buddy this is just a part of the greiving process and then the farmer comes out in me and I realize I have 2 choices.  1. Just quit and sell of everthing I own cause then my heart wont break from the loss again or 2. I pull on my farmer's daughter shell and realize this is what God Made a Farmer's Daughter for...........

And on the ninth day, God looked down on his planned paradise and said,  I need someone to have a kind heart full of compassion and a spirit as free as a wild mustang and as old as time.  So, God made a farmer’s daughter.
God said I need somebody to sit on the armrest of the tractor while her father runs the disc, get up before school to feed the animals and listen to her teachers  lessons, bring the cattle in from pasture, help her mother cook supper and then go to town to her high school FFA meeting and stay up past midnight working on homework. So, God made a farmer’s daughter.
I need somebody with a strong mind and gentle soul. Strong enough to hold a kicking calf to tag, yet gentle enough to calm a heifer delivering her first baby and get it to nurse. Somebody to call in cattle by yelling  boss , lighten the mood between tired farm hands after a long day, come home to hug her mother and help with her siblings and set the table and clean the dishes. So God made a farmer's daughter.
God said  I need somebody who gets knocked down by a horse and stands up, dusts off the dirt from her jeans and the tear from her eye and climbs back in the saddle. Someone to return to the field after school to plant seeds, drive from field to field with only a farmer s driving permit and a phone book to sit on. And who, during harvest season, will sacrifice nights out with friends and days by the pool to help her dad cut crops, sweep out grain bins in triple digit heat, deliver meals to the field, and finish a forty hour week by Tuesday noon. So, God made a farmer’s daughter.
God had to have somebody patient enough to halter break a new colt and spend countless hours training a show steer for months to prepare for the county show, and still be understanding enough to accept the way of life as she loads him into the buyer s trailer, gives him one last pet, and wipe the tears off her face as she watches the headlights disappear down the road. So, God made a farmer’s daughter.
God said,  I need somebody strong enough to build fence, heave bales and yet gentle enough to tame lambs and wean pigs and tend to the calf who lost his mother and his foot to that winter’s frost and who will stop the combine for an hour to mend the baby deer hiding in the wheat field despite knowing her father will be yelling on the two-way to keep the machinery running. So, God made a farmer’s daughter.
I need someone who won't back away from a challenge and will face her fears head on and learn from failures and not give up. Somebody unafraid of getting dirty and cleans up well before going to church and volunteer for the town s pancake feed. And who keeps involved in her community and knows her priorities and stays disciplined enough to know her chores must be done before the evening activities. So God made a farmer’s daughter.
It had to be somebody who’d keep on the straight and narrow, not cut corners, and stay hard-working and determined and restore faith in her generation into the minds of elders. Somebody to speak, share, and advocate for agriculture and farmer’s rights &and show the world the truth behind the lies of animal activists groups. Somebody not easily discouraged and mindful of others and who d bond a community together with the heart of sharing and compassion for thy neighbor, who’d laugh and then sigh and then tell her dad with bright eyes and a proud smile, she wants to spend her life supporting what dad does. So, God made a farmer’s daughter.