Piglet is one of those babies who thinks feed time is playtime. And he sees all floor obstacles as opportunities for play. So he steals toys and plays tirelessly.
Boo’s toys. John’s hats. Shoes. Rugs. His face wiping rag. Everything gets pounced on inspected then pushed around the floor until he will suddenly quit and stand quite still listening for me and then I lead him back to the laundry room where he climbs into his cuddly toy laundry basket bed, rests his head on the Wooly Mammoth and as I am covering him up he is going to sleep.
Very sweet. Drinking well. Vocal when he thinks it is time to eat well again. And gaining weight. So far, so good.
I got a call yesterday from the poultry inspection officer. He will come to inspect my eggs (chicken and duck eggs), where I wash them (in the kitchen sink), where I store them before I get them over to Jakes coldstore (my kitchen fridge) and where they are laid (the chook-house and the barn). He comes Thursday morning – looks like I have my work cut out for me!
The chook-house needs a massive clean out. The duck barn will not take long. For the record the ducks are laying in nests they make themselves in the straw in their night pen. Often the same nests but on their way out the door they COVER the eggs with loose straw. So it really is a bit of a treasure hunt. I get 12 or 13 a day now. (Maybe 4 or 5 per nest and a few scattered about). They are still only about the size of a large chicken egg.
There is thunder – Boo has moved back into the wardrobe – these dogs will be no help today.
I hope you have a lovely day!
WEATHER- Thunderstorms likely AND hot. Interesting.