I’m not a fan of the snow. I think it’s beautiful when I’m snug and cozy inside the house, maybe with a hot beverage of some sort, but being out in the snow? Thawing out water bottles that have frozen over? Driving on slick streets, hoping not to get in an accident? Yeah, not my bag.
Ezra does not even have winter clothes. Mom bought him a winter coat, but it’s more like a pea coat. Totally adorable, but more for going on jaunts, not playing in the snow. He doesn’t have any mittens, either. He wanted to go play in the snow so I put my knit gloves on his hands. His hands fit into the palm section of the gloves, and the fingers were flopping all around. After about 10 minutes of being outside he’d decided he’d had enough of that and wanted to go back inside. He also has no snow pants. You could say we were unprepared for the winter season to start this early.
Speaking of the winter season, it seems to me that it’s a heck of a lot colder and more windy that winter seasons past. I feel sad for our rabbits who are housed under the deck. We’ve closed them off as much as possible, but some snow has still blown in. Honestly, I think the adult rabbits are fine with the temperature, but I worry for the week-old baby kits (still excited that we have baby bunnies!). Also, rabbits are big water drinkers and even though the water in the bottle may not be frozen yet, the tube/nipple part freezes up so they cannot get access to the water anyway. Some rabbit owners switch to heavy-bottomed crocks for the winter; they just dunk the frozen crocks in hot water to pop out the frozen water, and then refill. Other folks just swap out bottles several times a day. So far we’ve been taking the bottles inside a couple times a day and filling with warm water.
The baby bunnies seem to be doing well. The black babies are still the plumpest while the white bunnies are fairly scrawny. I’m trying to decide how hands-on I want to be with this process. On the one hand, if the mama rabbit was not taking care of the bunnies at all, we’d have to step in. And while we have in fact done bottle/syringe feedings with some of the rabbits, I think I might get to the point where if we lose a baby kit to under feeding, so be it. Still trying to decide on that one. Jesse was saying that if we get them through the first week they will probably be able to make it the rest of the way, barring any complications. The past two days I haven’t really checked out the kits, so I may bring them inside tonight to make sure all are hale, if not hearty.
The chickens are not loving the snow. We moved their waterer inside the coop and turned on the heat lamp, but they don’t seem to want to venture out into the “run” part of the coop. Eggs have also been freezing out there. Jesse brought in three eggs the other day that had cracked from freezing. I know some people go out and check every few hours to make sure they don’t waste an egg.
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The cats have been very home bound with all this snow. They want to snuggle and cuddle and while I love the cats, sometimes I don’t want them to knead on me with their razor-sharp claws. Crazy, I know. The other night I was in bed and Mister was lying next to me, kneading my side through the covers. Our conversation went like this:
Me: Mister, stop it! I’m serious! I’m trying to read.
Mister: Oh really? You think I should knead on the bare arm that is holding up your book instead of on the thick bed cover? Can do!
Me: Ow! Cat, knock it off! (Flips him over to face the other way)
Mister: How did I get over here? I must return to Mom! She needs me! Mom! Mom! Here I am! Mom! Here, I’m going to pat-paw at your arm to reassure you that I’m here! Mom!
That cycle went on for about 10 minutes until I turned out the light and put all extremities under the covers. Then Mister pat-pawed my head for a bit before curling up against my back. That kid is like a lead weight, I tell you. At night when I’m turning over he is almost always between Jesse and I, so I have to lift the covers which supports the cat’s body weight. Because I couldn’t do anything as barbaric as move the cat off the bed. He’s too comfortable!
Did I mention we got the rest of our orchard planted last month? I cannot recall. We planted another three apple trees and two plum trees. We also planted a bunch more grapes and one English walnut. The way we planted them will change the landscape of our garden next year, but as we’re planning on expanding the chicken coop area the landscape would have been changed regardless.
We purchased a half side of beef and a half side of pig from our local farm. They were grass-fed, which I like. It seems like we got less meat this time, but probably not. One of my coworkers is a hunter and offered to give us the ducks he shoots. We haven’t done too much with duck in the past, but I figure the more wild game we can incorporate into our diet, the better. That feast should be coming up in a month or so.
Remember how we used to have a koi pond, but we filled it in and had garden space where it used to be? Several times now we have lamented that we filled it the pond, or that we filled it up all the way. Had we not filled it in at all, we could have turned it into a tilapia fishing hole, an aquaponics situation. Or, had we not filled it all the way up, we could have used it to bury the rabbit cages to be a den-like colony setup. Oh well. Maybe if we move we can place things differently.
Sometimes I do think about if the changes we make to the backyard would be a plus for a buyer or if it would detract from the value of the property. The fruit trees, for instance. I would have loved to move into a place with mature fruit trees and garden area, but to some people I guess it would just be fruit litter. Our plan is not to sell the house at all but rent it out eventually, so maybe we’ll get someone who likes to garden and have chickens. Granted, this is a few years down the road still, so for now will just plan for the present.
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