Leslie, my blue-faced Leicester, is clearly not giving birth because she is holding a grudge. I don't know what I did, or did not do, but she is holding it against me. That is evidently the only excuse. Her udder is huge, her official due date was Tuesday, and today was a snow storm (typical time to give birth). All the signs say it should have been today. She is doing this just to irritate me - I can tell.
In my desperate longing for lambs, I stumbled upon this blog, which was new to me...
Clearly, I have my next knitting project cut out for me.
The back end of the barn was finished today, but they must have left early due to the snow storm that whirled in. Now we have a good 4-6 inches of new snow in the yard. Yes, because we needed new snow. Kind of like a hamster needs a cell phone.
We've been trying to trap the possum, so far without success. Tonight, he killed two more chickens. I'm getting very upset with said possum. His cuteness factor is rapidly diminishing. I'm not at all pleased about losing my only frizzle/silkie cross rooster. He was very handsome and friendly.
If you can't tell so far, I'm having a bit of a bad day. Here's hoping the weekend is better...