Basil excelled himself yesterday. Firstly he broke the key in the back door – snapped it, when the door was locked so I had to spend the day carrying dogs in and out of the house and putting them over the back gate when they wanted to go outside and then carrying snowy dogs back in again. Luckily Ian managed to poke the remains of the key out and we found another key so it was nowhere near as bad as we feared.
Basil then, having had his havoc creating plans foiled, decided to go through the bin. Although he denyed it, the fact that Basil was found with the bin lid stuck on his head was a bit of a giveaway!
I don’t know how, but I managed to shut grey-funny hair (chicken) out of the shed last night. I looked for foot prints this mornign and couldn’t tell which direction she came from. Hope she’s not going to do a Little Sheep and take herself off else where at night.
The snow is truely here – but we’re not snowed in. I guess there’s 4 or so inches around. I was due on an indigo dying workshop today, but it was cancelled. I was going to go to Upfront Gallery on the way home, but I won’t now, I’ll wait till the weather is better.
Ians car is on its way out and he is thinking about not re-MOTing it next week. The thought is it will take a few hundred pounds to get it through it’s MOT and he could probably buy a car like mine for less with a years MOT which will tide him over. Or we might try to get by with one car. I very rarely use mine – just to go to Haltwhistle, or Carlisle fortnightly, so it wouldn’t be a tremendous problem – we’d just need to plan more. I’m still very please with my car, Ian put a new battery in and it is much better starting (it’s not going to start now is it!).
No sign of lambs. All the ewes are in the barn, and the rams are out in the garden wondering where everyone is – and probably thinking how quiet it is without Freckles and BK baaing for attention. My udder spotting technique has obvioulsy failed.