Real cold is coming. Well, cold for this time of year anyway. In a month it will not be considered cold at all. Tonight we go down to 27F that is -2C. A killing frost.
Piglet is indefatigable and when he finally lays down to sleep at the end of the day Boo and I literally sigh with relief. He is worse than a toddler.
Just a few dog and piglet cuteness images this morning. You would think there are no other animals on the farm with all the attention these two are getting.
Weird. Very cold and most unsettling to have snow this early. Though I have heard tell of it snowing on a Halloween before. I had not even shaken the spiders out of my winter work coat yet.
The egg inspector comes today. We are ready for him. Though little poo bum might stay in his bedroom for the visit.
Animals who get to sit about while the grown ups work, watching with great intention but little actual contribution.
You can breathe again. Piglet is back in the game.
More rain. More mud. More scooping of the poop. And sadly our little piglet is not doing so well.
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.
There was a time I really did not like these ducks. But they have grown on me. Yesterday one got caught in some nylon.
Just a reminder.
I hate it when I sleep in. My day loses an hour and I never catch up. I blame the weather.