In the quiet of the night I am writing to pass a little time till the doggies come in. The old cat is out the new cat is in her box hopefully settling down for the night after having pooped in the front porch and making me clean it up. The new fenced run is finished for the doggies and they hate it.... I can tell. Narmin is oblivious, mostly because he has managed to figure out how to scoot between the wires. But the other two are terribly unhappy. I, on the other hand, am ecstatic. I now no longer have to worry about the dogs heading for the bush each time the door opens. I don't have to worry about a deer goring the hell out of the wee one (unless he scoots between the wires which he doesn't do much especially if the other buggers are out). And I no longer have to worry that the dog catcher will catch my dogs because they are out on the road. Teapot has moved the alpacas closer to the house in a paddock that allows them more safety from the coyotes and also gives them shelter on a cold nasty day. So the animals are safely where they should be and all is well. Even the hay situation is satisfactorily settled and we have a pile of hay.... a mound of hay....a mountain of hay in our yard nicely piled up one on top of the other. It feels good to be so well settled for winter.
Meanwhile Teapot and Daughter#1 are away for their winter survival trip. Daughter #1 headed off with a empty stomach which is her own darn fault since she didn't eat a very good breakfast and she won't be getting food till midnight tonight... unless she catches it herself. They have taken some traps for mice and squirrels... I wonder how that will go over. Each night at midnight, they will have a proper meal, a cooked meal of rations provided by National Defense. They have sleeping bags but only the tent that will act as the first aid centre.... they have to build their own shelter. It is mild.... which is good but it is also bad.... good because it is warm.... bad because they will be wet. Wet snow means wet pants and jackets... wet pants and jackets means cold bodies. Yes, I am a little worried. I would have been happier if it had been about -5 or -6 degrees... then the wet would not have been an issue. Right now the snow is dripping off the roof of this house.... so I'm sure they are all wet and miserable. Teapot brought some extra dry clothes and I'm pretty sure so did Daughter #1, wrapped nicely in plastic so that when it is so miserable that they can't stand it any longer they can change into something dry.... if not warm at least. I will be glad to see them back on Wednesday morning. I am planning a nice meal. Daughter #1 asked for a pan scramble.... I can do that.
Well the doggies have just come in and I am heading to bed... it is too late to write more... but tomorrow I'll give you an update on the current socks... plus I'll give you the low down the PCSW blog that I have been working on....
Night night....
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