Those are my ducks enjoying a treat of Kix in the snow. That’s Quackers who looks like he’s dancing "to the left…" My chickens, however didn’t fare quite so well in the snow and sub-freezing temps. They decided to spend the night outside the coop on a night that got down to 22 degrees. I woke up the next morning and saw a chicken perched on the back of the bench where she had been hanging out the day before and was worried that she had frozen to death and was frozen to the bench. I through on my jacket over my pajamas and my Uggs, put on my earflap hat and my Bird in Hand mittens, and tromped outside to find out her fate. She was alive but cold and easy to catch so I grabbed her and stuck her in my jacket to warm her up (she was shivering). I started toward the house when Doug asked me where I was going, to which I replied, "By the fire to warm Lizzie up…." Doug said no f-ing way was I bringing a chicken in the house (I don’t know why not; the freakin cat brings in birds, mice, bunnies and moles…) and to put the chicken down so that she could eat some food that he’d set down for her. My instincts told me she needed to warm up first so I held her in my jacket for about 15 minutes until I could feel the warmth of her body before I put her down. I do think she quite liked it as she didn’t make a peep and she didn’t try to get away. Doug can be a poopoohead.
The snow has been pretty and fun and my kids have been to school 5 out of the last 8 days and most of those days have been 2 hour delay days. It keeps it exciting, I guess.
I’m trying desperately to finish a pair of socks for me and I’m really enjoying listening to Outlander on my ipod–I started it last friday and I’ve finished 8 hours out of 32. Its nice to have something good to listen to with all the crap that’s on tv because of the writers strike. I’ve been spinning a bit too and Riley’s become entranced with my new wheel and she’s spinning in her free time when she’s not studying for finals.
Otherwise, all is well and at the usual level of chaos. Ruby got straight A’s her first quarter at college, Riley is loving high school and is getting fabulous grades as well, and Hen is driving us crazy (I swear he’s a mini Ed!) and starting his basketball season. Doug and I just try to keep up and make sure that everyone (fowl, cats and dogs included) has food. You all know what I mean…
And because I know you’re not bored yet–more Fake Isle Hat pics soon!