As I walked through to the back door at 6am, I noticed the house felt appreciably colder than it has for the past few mornings so I wasn’t surprised when I looked out the window and saw a light dusting of snow on the ground. When I went up the hill to feed the pigs I found Delilah’s litter was already out exploring the cold white stuff. It’s their third snowfall but they continue to find it intriguing and exciting.
The older pigs were less keen on the cold weather, not so much the snow as the cold wind blasting across from the Grampian mountains. But they were quick to emerge from the depths of their warm huts when they heard the familiar rattle of the breakfast bucket.
With Delilah out having breakfast and her piglets off frolicking in the snow, the Other Half made them a fresh bed with wood shavings kindly donated by the sixth formers at her school. The students thought it a great lark to spread wood shavings in the English Department corridor, but were disappointed when the OH happily swept it into bags to bring home for the pigs. She even made a point of thanking the students for their contribution to keeping our pigs warm. Aren’t they sweet?
- Very strange (lifeattheendoftheroad.wordpress.com)
- It’s May. It’s Calgary. It’s snowing… (calgaryherald.com)
- Sub-zero temperatures mark start of Bank Holiday (telegraph.com)