I woke up this morning with a big back problem, unable to work here today as i could hardly take a deep breath . I was going to soak in the bath but once i got down the hallway and stood over it i didn't think i would even be able to get in lol. Well not funny cause the work here even at feed time requires me to be fit. I couldn't remember hurting myself yesterday as everything I did was pretty well normal work. Pushed a few over filled wheel barrows up the manure pile or was it when i grabbed the 50 lbs of feed out of the bin? I figured it out after i mixed the pelleted feed for the pigs tonight and went to lift the garbage pail i mix it in to pour into the buckets. I really need either a portable cement mixer or a grain silo . My neighbor has an unused one next door, i wonder what he would want to part with it. Of course then i would have acquire a recipe for the feed, some one to mill it and then deliver . Why does everything have to be a can of worms?? A few pictures of tonight and a movie of Soda's herd. Oh and of course that is my Rose with her little pink scooper open expecting treats not me taking pictures.