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SwimGym

I saw two stray/feral tabby cats today – the adult and the kitten – on the homestead front verandah looking for the food I put down for “the cat”. There’s no sign of “the cat” though I called and called.

Mobile Car Valet man came at 9:00am.

Things were looking really good – beautiful weather, chores behind me etc, and then poor Bramble – probably due to something I gave her to eat – made a smelly messy poo upstairs and a trail down stairs and through to the back door. So the rest of the day became essentially reacting to that.

One good thing; I hadn’t intended to clean the muddy cottage floors but only to sweep them. Today I wet washed all the floors in the cottage. There’s less mud now and what’s left is more evenly distributed. I did go into town for food supplies, a new sponge head for the mop, and a couple of other things.

I gave the rotating mob of ewes their next tranche of pasture late afternoon.

One thing struck me – if the windbreak hedge is going to be trimmed next week

• Pregnant ewes should be kept away from there if practical as the noise would be frightening – kept away while the hedge is trimmed and while we mulch up the fronds.
• We need to get the mulcher blades sharpened. 

I tussled with the bolts on the mulcher flywheel – using much WD40 – and finally, I’d almost given up, I got the bolts to come out and got the blades off. I took them to The Saw Doctors and they’ll be ready next Monday.

At dog training Bramble was a bit too excited initially and nothing went right but by the end she’d settled and we did a couple of things really well.

There’s 28 acres of land for Bramble to dig holes in; most of it unencumbered by actual trees or buildings. So Bramble chooses to dig in two quite difficult places: the upstairs floor in the cottage (I put lemon juice on these shallow holes to discourage further gnawing) and now in the middle of the carefully laid and compacted driveway. Way to go, Bramble.

Oak Avenue Weather:5℃—15℃ 1.1mm rain [81.0]