Yesterday, I started on making a last minute Christmas gift – a wheelchair capelet for my aunt – and ended up finishing it at about 3:30 in the morning. So I slept in a bit.
The cats did not appreciate my bringing their food out, later than usual! :-D
When I came outside, there were cats running, jumping and scrambling from all directions. Then they got confused, because I had to do something else first. Not only did I come out of a different door, but I didn’t go straight to the food! How dare I!
There is a cat missing in the above photo; Rosencrantz or Guildenstern ran in as I came over, then hid when I got to the door.
I’m glad that floor is concrete. We’re going to have to empty the room out in the spring and scrub it down again. Cat puke is a little more challenging to clean up when it’s frozen. :-D
This morning, my husband told me to look out the bathroom window – and to make sure I had the camera on my phone ready!
Too funny!
So once the water is gone, our set up does double duty as a butt warmer!
Big Jim was prowling around Doom Guy, trying to stick his face into the bowl.
That was my cue to head out!
Yeah. They were pretty thirsty.
I’m going to have to make sure to top that up again earlier than usual, considering how much was gone by the time I was heading back into the house. The water outside isn’t going to stay liquid for long.
As usual, I had escorts while doing my rounds this morning. By about half way through, I had Butterscotch in my arms, licking my fingers. Beep Beep climbed up my back again, and was perched on my shoulder. Both were purring up a storm. Rolando Moon was following along, Doom Guy was trying to climb the back of my leg, and even Big Jim came by to see what was going on!
They make my morning chores outside both fun and difficult. :-D
This morning, as I headed out to give the outside cats their food and warm water, I was very pleased to see that the water bowl was still on the warming set up!
It was completely empty, but it was there, at least! Which meant no new ice on the concrete floor.
I think we’re still going to have to increase how often we bring water out for them, though.
This is one of the water dishes we still use, outside. You can see the holes made by little tongues, trying to get through the surface ice, to the water below, before it froze solid.
When I go out with their food, they are normally all over each other, trying to get at the bowls of food.
Not this morning!
Oh, look. Fancy tree fruits.
Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, hanging out in the ornamental apple tree.
Towards the end of my rounds, Butterscotch did try to join me, but soon, she was hanging out in a tree, too!
So what changed, this morning?
This guy.
My brother’s dog came over for a visit!
He looks so sad that Butterscotch won’t come down for snuffles.
He actually let me pet him, without much stand-offish-ness, this morning, which made me happy. :-)
As you can see by the ribbon attached to his collar, it’s hunting season right now. In fact, I heard two gun shots this morning, while doing my rounds. Someone out there is getting meat for their freezer!
While doing my rounds, I went back to see the electric fence the deer broke. I didn’t like all that wire tangled and looped up in one spot, so I found the broken end and started pulling it back. The end was near the gate, so there were quite a few holders for me to loop it through, before I reached the full length. I found an insulator on a post to loop the end through, so it wouldn’t spring back again, then found the other end and pulled that back as far as I could.
The break turned out to be right next to our septic outflow.
Which is looking pretty dramatic right now!
The ground is too frozen to absorb the grey water, so the ice is extending quite far, already.
I’m guessing the piece of metal roofing was put where it is, deliberately, to prevent excess erosion from the water being pumped out the top of that pipe.
There are quite a few willows here, including this one that used to be quite massive. Which says something about how quickly willows can get huge. My father planted these by just sticking branches into the marshy ground. Which means these were planted in the early to mid 70’s.
I am remembering something the younger of my brothers had said, shortly after we moved here. Something about how he had been trying to kill off the Chinese Elm growing by the septic field, because they were planted too close to the outflow and the roots were causing problems.
I’ve gone through were a few times over the past year, and there are no Chinese elms growing here. Just the willows my late father planted. He planted willows because they are good for taking up water, and would prevent the area from becoming too marshy. Some of it is lower and forms a sort of pond, when there’s enough rain (which meant there was almost no water at all, this past year), but the outflow is closer to the barn and several outbuildings.
So… I don’t know what my brother was talking about, in regards to any elms in this area. Odd.
Such a lovely morning! Doing the morning check around the yard does have its benefits. :-D
With the chillier conditions, I’ll be taking on the feeding of the cats again. The temperature change between indoors and out is not good on my husband’s back. So I get to add putting out food and warm water to the morning routine.
I’m just not going to be doing it at first light. The cats are going to have to put up with that! :-D
The nice thing is that, while I’m putting the food out, I’m actually able to pet almost all of them. Even Rosencrantz or Guildenstern (but not both) will let me touch, for a brief moment, before moving away. I don’t want to keep the shy ones from food, though, so I leave them alone and move on to the water. Which now includes knocking the ice out, first! It was while I was doing that, when all the cats suddenly exploded in all directions!
The Re-Farmer 