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Dreich

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I don’t think it is actually going to stop raining until next year.  It was dreich (a great word for today).

And it was just getting light when I went outside serving up breakfast to everyone, hence the dismal photos.  Tis the way, this time of year.

So, armed with my extensive shopping list, I headed to Lerwick stopping off first at the feed merchant for provisions for all things ovine, equine and poultry.

And then a quick swoop around Tesco with my trolley and I drove home while it was still daylight.  I hate driving in the dark.

In the last of the quickly fading light of early afternoon (now around 2.30 p.m.; how pathetic is that?), Skippy and I unloaded the car and I made bedding a bit fresher for the chucks and ducks and the sheep too.

Obviously, I had my little follower.  She never left my side though her determination to be run over by Skippy was admirable (if I had a pound for every time I tell her to get out from under the wheels, I could probably pay my feed bill!)

With the ducks and hens now comfortable and the sheep bedroom slightly fresher, I saw the sheep had all come home from their day out in the field.  Even Gussie and Dahlia had turned up – a routine I want them to get into.

You can see just how wet everyone was but doesn’t Gussie-Dustbin look handsome?  He’s quite the sheep these days.

I got out my statutory biscuit tin and gave everyone one ginger biccie each.  Them’s are the rations.  I think there was muttering about bigger rations, though.  I didn’t listen as I shut the front door for the end of the day – at 3 p.m., (fer cryin’ out loud!)

 

Non Christmassy

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It has been a lovely day.  The light, peace, no wind….all glorious.

I fed the Shetland ponies who insisted on coming down afterwards into the little paddock, which was a bore because I wanted to get the sheep out while convincing them that they could all live together in perfect harmony.

Waffle was not helpful and insisted on stalking with a hint of chasing but I am hoping Gussie will stand his ground and make friends with them all and Waffle will give up.

The rest of the sheep are pretty scared of the ponies and rushed off into the bigger part of the field for the rest of the day.

I know Tiddles wouldn’t be horrid. It’s just Waffle. He can be difficult.  We’ll see how it goes. If the sheep refuse to go into the field tomorrow, then there are plenty of others to eat in.

And so to town for a spot of Christmas shopping.

I didn’t feel particularly Christmassy but I like to be organised and to know I have options.

Failing dismally, I went to see my sheep field.

I added more sheep and rearranged it a bit for good measure.

On my way home, the views were spectacular.  So good, in fact, that I stopped the car twice to take photos.

My spirit was soothed.  Now to find my Christmas one.

All Things Biotin

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Today, I made a quick trip into town to get all things biotin for Haakon’s hoof as well as get my hair cut.

I spent my morning at the feed merchants looking at labels on all the equine supplements and trying to make an educated guess as to what would be best for my poor old boy.

Feeling that I was getting into a huge muddle with this, I went and stood outside trying to find a halfway decent mobile signal in the drizzle while phoning NAF Equine for more information and some guidance.  They were very sympathetic to Haakon’s situation and I came home with biotin in liquid form (Pro Hoof), a General Purpose Supplement and some TurmerAid (Lambie and friends had finished my supply).

I also bought Haakon a big bag of his favourite veteran mix to add to his food as he knows when I put anything suspicious in, like boswellia, which he loathes and then refuses to eat.  Fussy bugger.

This is Haakon’s afternoon bucket – and he devoured it, complete with supplements and mix.

The smaller of the vultures were also circling.

They knew I had brought little carrots for afters.

Vitamin was fairly certain I would part with them early but I said no as I wanted Haakon to finish his bucket of drugs first.

  

Once the bucket was finished, I distributed fairly my carrots.

Fair’s fair.

And then I went to see the little ones.  All very well in that field. I think Tiddles is over his tummy troubles.

Kisses all round, and then I put everyone else to bed (hens, ducks and called the sheep home).

Do you know it is dark by 4 o’clock?

A Change of Scenery

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I had a change of scenery today.  No going through photos and making sheep for me.

Obviously, I had to do all my morning chores first.

But, as I had lots to do, I decided to go without breakfast and drove off.  I also didn’t take Pepper. Too much like hard work.

But I did remember my shopping list – ✅ (as well as photographing it in case I lost the original!)

And off I went to Lerwick to meet up with a friend who was having her car windscreen sorted.

We did some Christmas shopping – I know, I know, I am very early but I like to work like this, chipping away in little bits rather than one huge shock to the system.

I can’t say I was in a very festive mood and the shop windows were still in autumn bonfire/Halloween mood.  Great knitted pumpkins, though.

More of my felted sheep were needed at Jamieson’s, so I dropped off a bag and rearranged their field as well.  Apparently there’s a cruise ship in tomorrow so hopefully some of these little chaps will find new homes.

And then my friend and I went to Pete’s Café for lunch.  Yum. It was very good and very welcome. I was hungry by then (no breakfast, remember).

I managed to do all my messages and even bought a few stocking fillers and one Christmas present.

Suddenly a switch flipped in my head and I realised I was suddenly fed up with “city life”, and wanted to get home.

I drove home to take up my usual late afternoon chores – poo pick, hens and ducks to bed, sheep coming home.

I love the thought of going to town and then suddenly I don’t and I want to be at home.