Thank heavens only for a day.
It reminded me of what November to February was like...
It was only a dusting, but at 29 degrees with the wind blowing hard... it felt like 12 inches as I did chores.
Yesterday, a family came here to look at chickens.
Mother, father, daughter, who thought she wanted baby chicks, but was
willing to look at older chickens.
It was 71 degrees out, and I took them into the new henspa yard.
She loved the D'Uccle's, both porcelain and Mille Fleur.
She wants this one.
April, who is never separate from Moe anymore. It hurts me.
However... see these guys?
I did NOT pay attention when the parents were here with the ten year old. I went over and let the goats out.
They proceeded to run to the strange people to check them out, and began nibbling at their clothing. The people backed up, clearly afraid, and I realized I had made a huge error.
One of them either nipped at or stepped on the gentleman's foot... and then I realized they had FLIP FLOPS ON.
On a farm.
They had gone into the henhouse like that.
I should have warned them.
The upshot was that the man went and sat in the car the rest of the time... and even though they said they would be back to get four chickens after their spring break trip... I doubt if I will see them.
I'm not doing very well in the rehoming area.
Spring has, indeed, sprung.
And tulips are coming up everywhere, finally!
Geese are going back...
Abby had been helping me with chores yesterday, and it was 72 degrees out. She had a nice, long drink of cold well water as I filled the duck's pool.
While Lil laid in the shade of the car.
This is a naughty Winnie, who got out of the pen and came up to the house with Abby and me. She likes to butt the dogs, so I wanted to get Abs in so she wouldn't get hurt. She had a look and smell at the taco bar on the counter, I had had to eat before running out to do chores.
You mean I can't stay in here where it's WARM????
No, Winnie, you can't!
(She got lots of crackers).
And here it is, folks, the first look at our new house... out in the county, but in a bona fide "neighborhood" of
houses, all on one to two acre lots, on a farm that was cut up about 15 years ago into
these large lots. The house is fourteen years old.... needs some updating... and was never fenced, so
we are taking care of the fencing first, before moving Abby and Lilly.
We anticipate moving on the 29th.
However, I will still be coming here daily to clean, paint, etc. etc. and care for
any (all) of the animals left.
I have to get busy and rehome.
It's hard, that's all I can say.
Everyone stay warm!