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- 22/11/2009: Uphill Fencing
- 22/11/2009: I have a dream . . .
- 21/11/2009: My heart is a-flutter!
- 20/11/2009: Party Planning
- 19/11/2009: Poo Logs
- 18/11/2009: Mission Impossible
- 17/11/2009: Bert and Lina behind the Bike Shed
- 16/11/2009: No Newts! It's official!
- 15/11/2009: Mum takes charge of the clipboard
- 14/11/2009: Thank you Rob!
A little treat in the back of Carl’s van!
Yesterday’s egg count was no fluke - another 18 today! I have a little egg pyramid in the kitchen as the holder Carl made only takes ten. He is going to have to make an extension or the Big Baby will start knocking them off the side again.
Sam and I went round returning tins from the funeral this morning and we had a good chat with Cat Woman. I can’t mention to Carl but Cat Woman is looking out another kitten for me - she just has to catch it first! There are some very pretty grey ones and tabbies in the yard but we will just have to see which one she picks for us. Man with the Low Slung Landrover Roof was out, either beating or shooting, as the shoots have started. I don’t know how well they did as most of the pheasants appeared to be in second field this morning! At the bottom of the cut (or Back Hollow as it is properly known - a very steep lane down to the village) I met the Big Baby (my cat) going on his travels. It is no wonder he has to sleep for several days after his adventures; it is a very long walk for a cat!
I did quite a lot of waste management when I returned and the alpacas contributed by doing a lot more poo - in all the places I had just cleared! I let them out again this afternoon but the babies were a real pain - careering up and down the bank and it was all down to Big Fat Emily (she’s not really fat but her fleece makes her look huge - I am going to start calling her Thunder Thighs). She pronks around and all the others follow. Feeding time was a bit of a rush tonight as I forgot it would get dark earlier. I really don’t like it when the clocks change, it puts me all out.
Carl got back as it was almost dark and wanted me to come in the back of his van with him, always a bit of a worrying request! Brilliant though! He had acquired the most fabulous hay feeder on wheels. We wheeled it into the field in the dark, filled it up and took it to the top of the girls’ field. They were a little surprised at this arrival but Flamenco soon started to approach. It was then very dark and we left them to it. I’ll do a picture tomorrow, I’m longing to see if they like it !