For two days now we’ve been preparing for the icy cold that’s forecast to drift down upon us from Canada. Will hauled extra round bales for the horses and cattle, square bales for the goats, and I bought extra grain. We bedded the duck house with lots of fresh wood shavings to keep their tender little feet toasty warm and the goat shed has lots of fresh hay bedding so they can snuggle up in it. The baby goat, Nuevo, now has two little goat coats our friend Dara made him — thick fleecy doubled material. We’ll keep a close eye on him, anyway, and bring him in if it gets super cold. Just in case.
Yesterday, we took a quick run to look at the new bulldozer Will bought. I say “new” but it’s a 1980’s Dresser dozer. He wants it as it is twice as powerful and heavy as our old dozer, Old Yeller. (I hope his drool didn’t freeze on his chin as he examined it, taking photos of various parts and the whole thing to send to friends and family.)
I can’t say I’m impressed but, oh well, it’s just not my thing I guess. And he does have a lot of debris and stumps to clear on the Wolf Forty, where the loggers left such a mess. If he gets a dozer shouldn’t I get my English Mastiff puppy? Big smile! — Jackie