Last week I had my studio door open during my Zoom Bellydancing class and was swatting at mosquitos. Today I had my heat up high as snow blew around outside my studio window.
It’s chilly tonight, but Robin was born in the cold and now has a good layer of wool on him.
Our new chicks are on a box, under a heat lamp on the dining room table. I just couldn’t put them in the barn tonight. They seem content, preferring to hang out in their food bowl. They’re eating and drinking and have quieted down.
Bud is a little bit too interested in them. But they’re safely out of his reach.