So today was a much better day. So much more relaxed than yesterday. Phew!
Coco and her poorly paw is doing well. She’s fed up with the cone she has to wear and the sock over her bandaged foot, but she is turning out to be a very good patient. She is taking her medicine well and resting up.
Today we had a visit from Buster the American Bulldog and his family. He’s a big boy and so I wasn’t sure what to expect from the other dogs in the house. He came in, had a sniff about. My oldest dog Holly is always left in the living room when a dog comes to visit. She’s relaxed, chilled out, she knows the procedure and most importantly she IS the boss. Holly met him first while the others were all in the kitchen watching through the kitchen gate. Holly approved so we let the others in one at a time. They all said hello, Buster said hello back. No growling, no argy bargy, some sniffing and tails wagged. Buster was excepted. In fact so much so that our dogs and the beagles by passed Buster and went straight to his owners! Mind you I don’t blame them as one of Busters family was a very cute 14 month old little girl and they wanted to make a fuss of her. So we looked forward to seeing Buster in a weeks time.
The only real excitement of the day came about an hour ago when I ventured outside in the rain, slipping and sliding in the mudded garden to close our chickens and ducks. We have 8 chickens all together with one being our cockerel Carlos and another being a home grown hen, Pip. These all happily go to bed each night, no encouragement needed. So at night once they are all snuggled up we just close the door to keep them safe and sound. The ducks however (we have 3 miniature silver appleyards) make the most of their time and stay out all hours! We have to go outside and herd them in to their coop. Only tonight I noticed their door was closed which also meant their little chicken pals who sleep in their weren’t in either. I first found the chickens squished tightly into the other coop so as there isn’t enough room I had to change them over. But Carlos was on guard and despite it being late and dark he was very alert and ready to protect his girls at all cost! I’ve been on the receiving end of his beak so wasn’t taking any chances. I distracted him with the torch and quickly stole the extra hens and made my way to the other coop. Now to get the late night ducks in. I chased them round in the mud (in my oversized wellies, pjs and dressing gown) and when they finally had enough of teasing me went into the coop, satisfied that they had provided me with some light night exercise.
I best make a move now and go to bed, even though where I am sitting is very warm as Iggy the beagle is lay across my feet and Willow is snuggled up against my side.
Night night everyone.