Ducklings are amusing. This morning I cleaned their cage before moving them from their nightly home (in the conservatory) to their daytime home (outside). This involes passing them through a window. They're getting bigger now, and it is getting more difficult to move them two at a time. When you put them down they stand up and STRETCH tall and try their hardest to fly away. But their wings are still very tiny. This movement is, therefore, veryvery amusing to watch. xD They are just trying so hard!.
So the ducklings are done. They are, at present, bathing. The dog is eyeing them eagerly. He is shut where he can't reach them when this goes on in case we drop one. Moley dog is fairly evil.
Sandy is not, though. Having suffered a traumatic experience and hurt his feet, he is now almost fully recovered. He is full of the joys of being on the farm for this...ten?...days?? Monster walks are maing him happy and he is a bit too fearless around the ponies. He is too used to them. I worry.
So yes. Life is grand.
Loves ya!
xx
