The Mad House

Posted By On Mar 2013 | 2 Comments

I’m a bit late writing my blog today, Neil being home on a Friday has thrown me a bit. I’m getting as bad as the alpacas, change my routine and and I don’t seem to know where I’m supposed to be πŸ™‚

He’s home today as it’s good Friday, as I’m sure you are all aware and the lovely man has done all my farm chores for me, how sweet is that? much better than an Easter egg any day of the week πŸ™‚

Whilst Neil has poo-hoovered all the paddocks, mucked the barn out and also the horses I’ve been tucked up warm inside sorting out some fleece samples that were requested a couple of days ago. I got the better end of the deal don’t you think?

I have kept an eye on him just to make sure he’s managing ok and to deliver the odd cup of coffee to show him he’s appreciated πŸ™‚ Hey you got to look after them else the likely hood of it ever happening again is zilch! πŸ™‚

I turned the alpacas out this morning as I first needed to collect a number of fleece samples re. my enquiry and so for them it was just an ordinary day.

The rest of the animals however, I left to Neil poor devil, the horses and chickens have taken complete advantage of him.

Looking out of the window I spied Charlie my horse tanking up and down the track with a red faced Neil trying to catch him, shame on me I left him to it, the horse could do with the exercise πŸ™‚

A bit later on after Charlie horse had gotten fed up with giving Neil the run around and returned to his paddock like a good boy. I decided it was safe to venture up to the alpaca barn with Neil’s coffee. On opening the door I was confronted with Neil surrounded by chickens who were busy digging holes into his lovely newly laid straw beds.

Neil had started to lose the plot a bit by this stage, because he’s very much the perfectionist and his straw beds were looking like he’d been visited by a plague of moles πŸ™‚

Don’t worry I didn’t burn myself on his coffee whilst I was shaking with laughter πŸ™‚

I kindly managed, amidst the tears of laughter, to kick them all out and firmly close the door so that they couldn’t get back in while he repaired the damage.

Bless him! and he only got half a cup of coffee as a reward for all his hard work, Bad chickens! πŸ™‚








  1. Rob @ Wellground  March 29, 2013

    How many smilies πŸ˜‰

    • Donna  March 29, 2013

      Too many, but at least they add a bit of colour πŸ™‚


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