Back to some normality today, and what a bleak, damp and cold day it is.
In drips and drabs condolence cards have arrived at the cottage, from village friends, the Rector and the Parish Council, and the flower show committee... and Pat (my unofficial animal helper) dropped off some flowers as did Sylvia from Byron Street.
People have been very kind
I would have liked curling up in front of the fire with a good load of dvds today, but alas....the usual and the comforting circle of jobs all still have to be done and so.......
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The goose house needed a clean , so the usual onslaught of gander bites had to be endured
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Mabel had to be taken out with the others for her daily dose of dog walking practice
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| I look like shit |
Boris looking more chipper than I did at 8am this morning still needed carrying out to the field... note: his eye has miraculously improved
The Crackhead Whores still looking rough as a bear's arse..all needed their "build up" treats
Beatrice, the hen with the stroke , still needed some of her own physiotherapy as her coop is opened up
hey ho
This lovely piece of music by Ludovico Einaudi, is the order of the day
Nothing like a beak up the bum to let you know that all will be well!
ReplyDeleteJane xx
My 3 French hens are wet, filthy, and bedraggled. Is this OK? Or do I have to wash and blow-dry them?
ReplyDeleteI the opposite kind of day for once. I got to have a bit of a lie-in with Chuckles, and then we went for a leisurely walk outside in the sunshine. Doesn't happen very often, so I'm savouring the morning.
ReplyDeleteIs it my imagination or are those hens starting to look a little better?
ReplyDeleteAh there's nothing like an ordinary day.
Soft music...perfect! And your menagerie to keep you centered...geese are fiesty aren't they, never had a better "watch dog" though, well maybe the guinea hens!
ReplyDeleteNo rest for the wicked, eh!
ReplyDeleteI am sure Boris was very comforting this morning....
ReplyDeleteAs for those 'little f$#@ers'/ganders, they don't know how good they it!!
have a great day John and stay warm and dry.
Those geese just have no sense of history.
ReplyDeletecro as long as they can keep their feet out of the wet, they willbe ok
ReplyDeleteThe menagerie in my household always brings me back to reality too. So I hope yours normalised your day somewhat. Blessings and hugs, Jo
ReplyDeleteIndeed, life has to go on, especially if you have children or animals to look after.
ReplyDeleteThe normalcy of the days (at least normal to you, as most of us don't have a goose pecking at our body parts) will help you get through.
ReplyDeleteTake care, my friend.
I must say - Boris bears a striking resemblance to the current Chancellor of the Exchequer! Just can't remember his name.
ReplyDeleteSpent my Sunday doing 'The Christmas Card thingy' and then went up to the garage and purchased a new gas cylinder for the Weber BBQ - hope to give it a test run next weekend. Sunny, a cool 20C with a southerly change in the afternoon here.
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear Boris is doing better.
ReplyDeleteLife goes on.
*hugs* ♥
John, I have just caught up on my blogs. I am sorry to hear about your brother.
ReplyDeleteBest wishes
Sue
I put a little surprise for you and Kim on my blog last night. I hope you enjoy it!
ReplyDeleteI'm glad we don't have any of those Goozles here! I'd hate to see that beak pointed at me along with that baleful expression. I like Jane's comment. Tee hee. We animals and birds are good at bringing life to life, aren't we? xoxoxoxo Thinking of you and family often.
ReplyDeleteThe piece by Ludicrous ein en Audi was very pleasant to listen to.
ReplyDeleteIs the nastiest one, the Christmas Goose? A normal day is nice once and a while...
ReplyDeleteThe dogs look like the Hydra!
ReplyDeleteWhat a naughty Gander, he needs a good grab round the neck and a stern word. I do love the hens!!!
ReplyDeleteThat's a beautiful piece of music John. So glad life is treating you kindly today...there's comfort in being needed don't you think?
ReplyDeleteThose geese just don't appreciate you.
ReplyDeleteLove that first shot. Pet therapy is always good for a sad heart.
ReplyDeleteGlad that the minutiae of the ordinary day in helping the time pass. Love your various animal photos - especially Mabel of course.
ReplyDeleteAh the relentless toil to keep you busy and positive. Good job all the creatures are so characterful!
ReplyDeleteYou have grown your beard back :O). It looks good. Always plenty of work to be done, sometimes this is good, no.
ReplyDeleteSeveral members of "my" flock of wild turkeys recently came down with avian pox, which caused hideous black growths to develop on their heads. The highly contagious viral disease is not fatal (unless the growths develop in the turkeys' mouths, in which case they can obstruct the trachea and cause death by suffocation). One of the carbuncles closed up the left eye on one of the female turkeys, but I helped her pull through with generous helpings of food, which she ate by tilting her head sideways so that she could see the food with her good eye. Well, now she's become almost tame and expects service whenever she shows up. I'll never be able to pick her up like you can do with Boris, though.
ReplyDeletetex... I just looked at the photo! I looked liked shit!
ReplyDeletescott... that turkey of yorus needs flagyl antibiotic!