Soggy
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♥Dec. 22nd, 2013 // 04:33 pm♥
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Bleh. Not very keen on this weather. Neither are the boys, I suspect: they've not been allowed in the field, because it's so soggy out there. Need a good hard frost, and a bit less rain, please!
It's so warm that the trees are getting confused:
We had the neighbours 'round for pre-Christmas drinkies, last night, which was nice, but mostly we've been doing the minimum in terms of exercising animals and spending the rest of the time huddled inside in the dry.
(Actually, it did get lovely and sunny this afternoon, for about two hours until the sun went down, so Mike got some wood chopping done. Other than that, though, bleh.)
Jodie demonstrated her hunting prowess again today, on a pigeon. She was very pleased with it, and actually brought it home with her rather than just abandoning it as soon as (I squished its head and) it stopped wiggling. Slightly oddly, having carried it for a mile, she dropped it on the road outside our driveway and lost interest entirely. Still, someone else was pleased: when we rode the boys past it an hour or so later, the breast had been stripped clean and the buzzard was circling above the valley waiting for us to let it get back to dinner. Maybe we can work Jo up to pheasants yet....
(We found out last night that the farm that had the fire raises something like half a million pheasants a year, I dare say that they don't all end up around here, but it did seem like it sometimes when they'd just been released!) |
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