Another fawn Tulaco Centurion female cria hit the ground running yesterday. I saw a head poking out, couldn’t see any legs, left my glasses in the office, but by the time I got there with towel and spray, the cria was out and attempting to run on its knees. Wierd. Electra is still alive. She’s been in the barn all weekend on a diet of hay and sugar beet mash and her poo is improving. She has no spirit at all but just sits there even when the other girls come in to feed. We have put her on Vetrumex as well now so…who knows.
It looks as if we have bought this big black car with tinted windows. We’ll look like drug dealers. The price we got for ours was pathetic but I suppose it has got a high mileage and the odd scratch here and there.
Guess what, it is raining. All the vegetables in my garden are surviving remarkably well considering the plague of slugs unleashed upon us. We had Oeufs Florentine made with my spinach and my eggs plus yet more courgettes. They are a little out of control now. Actually the eggs are too, I found 12 hidden away in the hay barn yesterday. Joshua and I made a very eggy chocolate cake using that bloke Willy’s chocolate – he was featured on television – and our local deli is selling his frighteningly expensive chocolate. It is from Venezuela and is hyped on the single estate number. The cake was vey good, almost like fruit cake, it was so strong. Whether it is better than Tesco’s cooking chocolate we were at a loss to decide.
It is the North Devon Show on Wednesday so we are worrying about how to get the animals dry. Even when they stay in the barn it is hard to dry them out when the air outside is so wet. And then if you do manage it, they sweat up in the trailer and still emerge looking awful. Send more Summer.