Yesterdays comments lounge is worth a look, if you have not already been. We had one of our magic Fellowship days. I love our discussions, wish we were able to have a coffee with that! I read through all the comments yesterday again and again, Kim and Esther read along with me, in our cyber worlds. Taking comfort. Comfort is such a small word that means So much.
Then there was the farm businness as usual.
Much to Boo Boo’s gentle delight the kittens have been allowed to come out and play.
He moves as slowly as a working dog with lambs. There is an innate knowledge about not spooking small animals. When he is inside with me he spends at least half the time with his head in the cardboard box, organising the kittens, cataloging them, washing them, fluffing them. The other half of the time he is laid down next to their box, sleeping within earshot in case someone needs him.
My good friend Bill is calling Boo the Dogfather.
The Matriarch is away at the moment and we have her dog here. Marmalade has driven him out of the main house. If he steps out of the Coop she rises up on her hind legs and boxes his ears with both feet until he runs crying back into The Coop. He is not even allowed in the same room as her kittens. Yet Boo is allowed to get into the box with them.
TonTon is not a Cat Dog. So he is always far away. No problems there.
The other day the Old Codger and I were talking about Sheila’s diet. She eats grass, I said. He laughed. I have never heard of such a thing, he said. Pigs eating grass!
But there you are, Pigs eat grass!.
The temperatures rose yesterday and her hip (where that nasty boar gored her) was not feeling the cold as badly – so out she went into the field and ate as much grass as she could. She limps when it is really cold. Our poor Sheila. Her T Shirt enterprise raised 346 dollars and 28 cents. Thank you. We both thank you. I am looking forward to my T shirt as much as you are! I even got one for Sheila though I am not entirely sure how she will wear it. Anyone who wants to pop down and help me dress her is more than welcome.
The calendars are here so if you did not get your details email.. let me know.
Good morning! I lost Tima and Tane for a while yesterday afternoon and eventually found them out the back under the baby Oak tree, eating acorns. Good little piggies.
With a few days ahead of ABOVE freezing temperatures (I am so easily pleased) I have taken the basement chickens out to the Chook house. They have feathers aplenty now and will have time to acclimatise before the cold comes back. And it will be back. But the chooks are ready. And as far as I can tell only one of the seven loft chicks is a rooster. That is an excellent result too.
Isn’t that a gorgeous looking bird?
I hope you all have a lovely day.
Your friend on the farmy,