It's been a cold and snowy February, but the herd has weathered it all without seeming to mind at all. Little Rocket (that's him on the right, just behind Blue) is not so little anymore. He's growing at an astounding speed, eating hay and grain in addition to draining his mother's exceedingly large milk supply:
I've had to use the tractor bucket to remove snow many times. I keep hoping each time is the last, but of course it hasn't been:
Home Sweet Home, or perhaps I should say "Home Snowy Home:"
I keep treating Gracie's two bare spots but they don't seem to be improving. On the plus side, they don't seem to be spreading either:
The fantail pigeons are looking healthy and happy:
Many of them appear to be ready to nest, and I suppose they will do so as soon as it warms up:
Despite their beauty, they are still pigeons and leave piles of poop everywhere. In fact, their nests are fashioned out of poop:
But they are peaceful and lovely birds, a joy to have around:
The bantam hens are a bit cramped in their room, but I don't dare let them out because of our large and voracious fox population:
I have four Easter Egger bantams and seven Barred Rock bantams:
They too are a pleasure to have, though they too poop an awful lot:
The wind often blows snow through the cracks around doors and in the siding, which means I often see animal tracks inside the barn. One or more foxes hunts inside the barn each night, I often see mouse tracks - and this time, I saw new tracks. They were bigger than a mouse, but smaller than a rabbit. I suspect they may have been from a Least Weasel, hunting for mice in the barn. Of course the fox would probably eat the weasel if they met:
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