Well, yes, it's nearly the end of February, I know. This year is flying by already. January was quite a rollercoaster. Visitors We started the year with a temporary house guest, with us while his owner was in hospital. We do sometimes ponder whether it would be cheerful to have a dog, and now we know that the answer is probably not, right now at least. Perhaps if we had an enclosed garden, but without one, and with a dog we couldn't trust not to run off, dog custody was rather a chore, even if the dog himself wasn't much trouble. Having to go out several times a day did make me see a little more outside than I've been used to for a while though, so that was nice. The dog was here for a fortnight, and has now, fortunately for all, been reunited with his owner. He did have an exciting time while he was here though, including being introduced to my sister and her family, including their two dogs. I didn't get a picture - but he was, shall we say, not quite as well behaved as he could have been. Everyone else was on their best behaviour though, and my nephews helped us trial my new pizza stone, with a selection of wild and wonderful toppings. Snow We had a flurry of snow in January, which made the hay field look briefly like the waves on the sea. Chicken tragedy And then... a tragedy. Bunty escaped while the run was being cleaned out, and wandered off. We looked absolutely everywhere - she could only have been gone for 20 minutes before she was missed. It's possible she was grabbed by a predator, but there were no signs, and the others weren't alarmed. She might have felt ill, or broody, and hidden away, but we searched and searched all their usual places, and everywhere else we could think of, and put the word out locally, and... nothing. I've not made any kind of public announcement because I suppose we still keep hoping that one day she'll turn up. It's not looking likely now though, sadly. The others are ok - stuck in the run under the avian flu housing order, but it's warm and sheltered, and they don't seem too grumpy about it. We take them turf and treats every day, and sit with them, and take blurry photographs, and wait for spring. Cafes There isn't really much else to report from January. By the time we'd done messing about the dog, and searching for and mourning Bunty chicken, there wasn't much of January left. We were trying to be super frugal, and cut back on our cafe trips, but fortunately my Auntie had bought us vouchers for our favourite cafe for Christmas, so we did still have a few trips. I'm trying not to expect too much of myself this year. The last couple of years have been tough, with one thing and another, and I'm tired. In January I was trying to recuperate a little, trying to rest, and not squeeze too many things in. Not always successful, but I did manage to not make any progress on the DIY, so I suppose that counts as a win, in a strange kind of a way.
I'll to be more prompt with my February round up and not feel like I'm falling too far behind myself.
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