Linda and I spent the weekend (or most of it) in a cottage just north of Mutiney Bay on Whidbey Island. We had a lovely view of Puget Sound, hunted for shells, agates, and driftwood on the beach, and watched the ships go by. We saw everything pass by from cruise ships bound for Alaska and large container ships all the way down to sailboats and fishing boats. A wonderful week end.
We drove down to Seattle on Sunday morning in order for the entire family to walk in the breast cancer walk. I ended up pushing Elise and Lily in the stroller for a good part of the walk. It was really fun to have everyone together.
We came home at about 2:00 p.m. I went out to check on the animals and found that one of the goats had gotten himself into trouble again. Somehow Black Jack had managed to squeeze most of his body through the manger all the way up to his back hips. I was amazed that he managed to get his front legs through the manger, but even more that he was able to get his belly past. Its very fortunate he didn't manage to get all the way into the barn as then he might have eaten himself to death on the grain. Chet helped me cut the goat free of the manger. I then put ropes on both goats and moved them out to work on the blackberries to allow me to fix the manger without any unwanted assistance from the goats.
This is being posted some time after the event due to getting busy and not getting back to it.