And by Strays i mean guys that drive by and just need a little extra cash....Ugg...
Dh and I are working on this one barn to get it ready for the horses, and every time i turn around there is SOMETHING that needs mended, fixed, worked on, picked up, ect ect.
After my uncle handed the reins over to my cousin the farm as went to hell in a shit covered handbasket and my uncle is not happy, but he's 79 and just can't do anything about it anymore.
So far, in just the 3 days that we have been working we have already done more for it then the last few years. I am PISSED. I knew my cousin was slacking the shit out of the upkeep, but yesterday just put a new fire under me.
We get out there and one of the grown strays came out and said 'here, feed the calves"....he's lucky i like feeding the calves, or his ass would have been chewed out.
I am really glad I did though, one of the week old calves had MAGGOTS all over her anus and vulva, and along a wound between her hooks and pins...OMG i freaked. We are not talking a few, we are talking layers of maggots....i almost puked.
I told my cousin and he gave me industrial fly spray to spray on it so that they would die WTF?? I told him straight out that's fucked up and proceed to wash, clean, and dry the poor thing off, get her hutch back to better, and then put utter balm on her....
Pissed doesnt even begin to tell you how i am.....
There were 3 grown strays out there standing there watching me...not doing a damn thing - They are so going to hate me now that we will be out there daily with the horses.
On a up note - Uncle was out with us and he came alive again i swear. He helped me with the calf, helped DH with the broken gate, he even let me drag him around to show him what we are doing to the barn....he was so having fun with the kids too.
I told him I wish i had been older and took over the farm instead of cousin. I wasn't even out of high school when the transitioned happened, i wasn't old enough....but I wish I had been.