We managed it. For the first time in three and a half years we took a weekend off, so off that we went on whats known as a holiday, three day break in Sherwood Forest to rest and recuperate and eat. Lots.
Whilst there Rock HQ was left in the very capable hands of Louanna supervised by Stable Sprite, and thanks to them both all our animals thrived and survived. One of the highlights of our woodland break was an encounter with these beasts. I have for a while had half an idea that a small herd of Reindeer at Rock HQ would be a good thing. Diversification that's the key to smallholding. In the time it took to take these pictures I had already moved three to Rock HQ, trained them to pull sleighs (on all terrain wheels) sold Reindeer safari holidays, where happy punters live in yurts carried by the aforementioned mammals, sit around camp fires eating Reindeer jerky sat on Reindeer rugs and leaving with
bags full of frozen Reindeer ready meals. Christmas would see Rock HQ transformed into a magical grotto where little kiddies would spend their pocket money and risk a mauling from Rudolf's mates. These were after all not much bigger than a large goat, OK they had lethal weapons on their heads but they are totally unable to take you by surprise as they have creaky joints which click in time to their movement. They eat the same as a goat and are much cuter and give as much milk, ie. none. They like cold weather and thrive on steep ground.
This sleigh ride of fantasy was shot down by the ack ack guns of reality when the subject of money was discussed. I was expecting a premium price, due to the huge aaahhh factor and the time of year, but at £1750 each I was, to say the least, staggered.
So Reindeer are off the list as diversification projects. I am now researching Zebras.
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