Yesterday evening, having spoken to Daisy (my non-resident expert), I decided to change over my feeding regime for the Old Folk to the small hole haynets.
Iacs refused to talk to me.
In his opinion, this was a terrible decision and one that should never have happened. I told him to “get on with it”.
Kolka was not a huge fan either. Food comes in huge lumps as far as she is concerned. She is quite arsey so I am back. We are working on our truce.
This morning, I found the small-hole haynets empty and no one starving so, after the daily bucket, I refilled them and told everyone to “get on with it”.
They did, albeit grudgingly – note, Iacs’ face!
Snow, snow and more snow all day and night.
They are moving around.
A blizzard this afternoon and I put out the soaked fibre block with secret carrots and another batch of haynets.
Haakon and Iacs did some begging at the fence and I duly did some ignoring.
And, yes, I shouted “get on with it”.
Haakon retaliated by sticking his tongue out!
And I left them all getting on with it. I tell myself although the weather is harsh, no one is exactly thin.