Our snow has turned to steady rain (which we have needed) and everything has turned to mud, including our dog. Gypsy has a tendency to run herding patterns around the chicken yard when we go there to check the chicks and her little figure-8 track has become one big mud pit. Then, every night before she can come inside, she has to have a bath. So, we keep a big pot of water on our woodstove that is always hot, just for her bath.
The “girls” are doing well and still laying from 4 to 6 eggs a day. I wished I’d had my camera handy the other day when Hubby went out to collect eggs and found all the hens lined up (like a production line) on the top rail in the hen house, waiting their turns to go into the laying cubbies. There are 8 cubbies but the hens only use the same two…all the time! They refuse to even get in the other ones. Talk about creatures of habit! Unfortunately I didn’t get a pic of that as he told me after the fact. But it must have been quite a site.
Charlie is completely healed and as nasty as ever. I don’t think he learned a thing even with the boot to the leg! But, if he’s that way with us, he’s also that way with predators that visit the hen yard, thus protecting the girls. So, as long as he is doing his job so well, he gets to live.
Gypsy Girl has been doing better, but has developed a nasty sneeze/wheeze, as if there’s something stuck in her nose. It even wakes her up when she’s napping or at night. I’m afraid we may have to take her to the vet to have this checked out. She may have grass or fox-tails stuck up there.
Work has been good, but gas prices have rocketed---$3.95 at last look. Afraid to look today. So, I raised my tuning price up another $10 to cover the travel costs. People seem to understand and don’t complain too much.
Hopefully Max will have his first tennis match with his school team, this week on Thursday. Since it is out of town, I’ve volunteered to drive. Hope the weather cooperates.