My bird feeder (with the neighbors' horses in the background) has attracted lots of Chipping Sparrows, Goldfinches, Mourning Doves, Bluebirds, Cottontail Rabbits...............
And Chickadees. At first the Chickadees, which I never saw or heard in warm weather, were cautious and would fly away in a panic at the mere sight of me. But over time, they became accustomed to me and realized that I was the source of all that birdseed. They became much tamer:
The poor cows had to survive brutally cold temperatures and blowing snows. I was doing chores one morning when I snapped this photo of the cattle eating hay amidst the blowing snow. I don't suppose they were happy about it. I know I wasn't happy to be out in it:
But on quieter days, they relaxed:
And they continued to get grain twice a day. Scarlett, ear tag #2, developed lice and I called the vet in to treat all five of them:
And old Snoozey plopped himself down on the dog food bin. Snoozey is a floor cat and not a climbing cat. Seeing him even this far off the ground was a surprise:
The dogs went out into their yard frequently but briefly. That didn't stop old PeeWee from pooping and peeing in the house, but I learned to live with it since he always made it through the night in the carpeted bedroom. I tried reprimanding him for his downstairs misdeeds, but it's difficult to punish a nearly deaf and blind old dog without making him more afraid. And it's easy to clean up on the hard floors:
The chickens stayed locked up in their coop all winter:
And they seemed to have become comfortable with their confinement. After all, they have each other for company and a nonstop supply of both food and (warmed) water. And the temperature in the coop has generally been 10 to 20 degrees warmer than the outdoors:
The eggs pretty much stopped for the worst of winter, but that's alright with me. They'll start again in the springtime:
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