At home in the snow....

As I type the snow is beginning to fall again. We haven't had it bad here and it is only a few inches as yet. I secretly want it to be much deeper as do the children but I don't think my chickens do!


They are very unhappy about it and I have to go out three times a day to check on their water and even have to bring it inside at night to stop it freezing.


I have a three day old chick as well born to a particlularly silly hen called Stoopid2. I keep expecting to find it dead but so far every morning I see it. I cross fingers it survives.

The moat is frozen but I dare not try it for strength yet. The Boys are desperate to ice skate and having heard tales from Roger are up for a dash across it. I have told Roger off roundly now every time I take the children out I have to be like  hawk in case they spirit themselves off and have a go! A few Rookyard inmates have ventured forth albeit they are duck and chickens and I must admit it is funny to watch.

Have to brave the ciold in half an hour to get everyone tucked up and warm for the night. Even the ferrets as Ferry can't make it to look after them. They have fresh water and the remains of a rabbit to feast upon for the moment. I fear I will have to give them stew shortly as it is the only meat I have in the house. Not sure I want to share it with a load of ferrets perhaps they'll opt for cat food instead?