We have enslaved the rest of the animal creation, and have treated our distant cousins in fur and feathers so badly that beyond doubt, if they were able to formulate a religion, they would depict the Devil in human form.
William Ralph Inge (1860-1954)

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Puppies on holiday.


I think it is my destiny to be the crazy old dog lady when I hit my really-senior years. Kim and Oliver decided that the time had come for them to take a mini-holiday and frankly, if you have to try and manage the needs of a toddler and two dogs, it pretty quickly becomes a non-holiday and sinks more to the level of a "chore away from home". Believe me, I know. This year was the first time that our dogs spent a week in a kennel, but I have to say that Don searched out a place that is more like a five star doggy hotel. Anyway, Kim asked me if I would mind having her two doggies for a few days and because I'm a mom, I said yes ( because isn't that what moms do?). When she asked, she mentioned them staying in our barn so that they wouldn't drive us crazy and part of the reason being that her little Boo has a reputation of being a bully and horribly cranky.

As you can see from the photo above, they are not in the barn, haven't been in there for a moment, and they are getting along famously although Max is quite disappointed that neither of the visitors is particularly playful. I have to thank Cesar Milan, the Dog Whisperer, for the great relations going on here. After Kim and Oliver had left, very shortly after in fact, Boo tried to get a little snotty and she was treated to the "Milan bite" and a very stern "hey", and that was pretty much it. I've reinforced it a couple times, but always with a descelarating sternness. For those of you not familiar with Cesar Milan, he uses the tips of his fingers to give a badly behaving dog a poke just where the side of the neck and shoulders meet, and in a very firm way says no, or in his case, kind of hisses at them. Almost without exception, a couple times of this puts Fido in his place and the bad behaviour soon ends.

So as you can see Kim, your doggies are doing good (or did good depending on when you look at this) and I think it might even have been good for them to have a change of scenery. By the way, do you have any idea how difficult it is to spend time on the computer with buddies like this?

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Purrever Ranch




I'm always touched by stories about people who love animals so much that they are willing to change their lives for them to some degree or another. Today I read about a lady who opened her home to senior and disabled and special needs kitties. While people who go to the shelters to adopt are hot for the cutest balls of fluffy kittenhood, the old girls and guys sit in their little steel cages, watching and waiting, as once again, they're passed by. Despite the fact that they have as much love to offer as the little guys, no one wants them. As I read the story of Rita in Tennessee saving the first cat that she named Special, I couldn't help but cry just a little bit. With so much that is so wrong in our world, this lady followed her heart and has been doing small acts of compassion ever since. How wonderful!

So I've included the link here in case you are interested in reading about her and her kitties as well as pictures of some of the residents of Purrever Ranch.
http://lovemeow.com/2010/06/purrever-ranch-cat-hospice/comment-page-1/#comment-8772

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Moncton to BC and back again....






I sense myself moving into that group that often remembers what happened ten years, fifteen years, twenty years ago with ease, while thinking of yesterday brings nothing. So in the spirit of making note somewhere, I'm going to remember, with you, our first trip back to BC, back (home?) since we moved to Nova Scotia.

Holly came for a week, without Sean, to be a kid again, with her mom and dad for just a while before she started a new life as a fully fledged grownup and a new homeowner. At least that is what she told her grandmother. And we loved having her and pretending with her that our little girl had never left. We took a trip to Wolfville, , discovered a great little vegetarian restaurant, found out about ticks and shared recipes and time. Don and I loved it and I can only hope that Holly did too. But every good time must end and on the 26th of May, we three flew out of Moncton to BC. Taking Holly home and going ourselves to see what changes had occurred in the last three years and most specially, spending time with people we love and think of every day.

The first full day there, was with Holly in Whistler and I had forgotten how magnificent the mountains are! Holly and Sean are so lucky to be spending their lives in a place that is brimming with natural beauty. And we got to see where they will be living when their apartment is completed and the mountains and pines and the rushing little river that is a stones throw from their front door is breathtaking!!! I am so envious, but after the place that they have been living in for the past year and the hardwork that they have done to save the down payment, they absolutely deserve it all.

That first night we unwittingly chose a hotel room that turned out to be right over the front entrance to Wild Bills Pub. Nice little room - until the bar opened.....Word of advice, don't stay at the Adara Hotel and that is all I will say. After that we discovered Hotwire.com and from that point on each night was an adventure. We were in the Bayshore Inn, The Executive Suites and the Hilton in Richmond. Very, very nice rooms and affordable because we'd gotten them through Hotwire.com which is a service that sells hotels empty rooms at a reduced rate. And Andy and Monika invited us to spend a night with them and that was the best of all because we got to spend the evening with them as well as the next morning just catching up on what was going on with them and their girls. Thank you Andy and Monika for the bed and the breakfast and the friendship! We're really glad that we know you and you two are up at the top of our list of "Things We Miss About BC".

We'd also gotten in touch with two friends whom we'd been terribly close to when we were all in our teens and early twenties. On the Friday we had lunch with Laurie at the Banana Leaf Restaurant and the following day with Sheila at Earls in Coquitlam. Fifteen years apart and we slipped back into the comfortableness of shared experiences as though it was yesterday. It seems to me that the friendships that we make when we are young are stronger than the new ones that come along in our greying years. Exceptions to that rule of course, but generally speaking that seems to be the way. And of course, we spent a day with my mom and with Aunt Gertie. We talked and laughed and managed to keep Aunt Gertie up and going without a nap at all, until it was even past the time she usually retired for the evening. Of course I couldn't tell you what we talked about, but who really cares because what was the most important thing was the time together. So wonderful and the most important reason for being there, family and friends!

I'm so glad that we went and aside from the relationships, the thing that I discovered that I missed the most, was the gardens of BC. The abundance and lushness and the hugeness and the colors, and the variety and I could go on and on and on! Here, very few people, except perhaps in Halifax in a few areas, people don't garden. A shrub here and there, and vast and impeccable lawns (oh my gosh you should see the lawns), but no "gardens" and I miss them. I wonder if it is because of the black flies that plague you when you try to do a bit of work outdoors from June thru the end of August? Because I'm retired, I can get out there in the morning and do what I want to do, but others who work aren't so fortunate and their time after work coincides with the ravenous appetites of the dreaded black flies.

Yes we saw changes in BC. Building and more building and rows of houses that seemed to go on for miles up streets that cut through what used to be the bush areas around Langley and high rises going up downtown, replacing the ones that used to be there and the traffic that hummed and buzzed and crawled and careened! And when we drove home from the airport after we'd picked up the dogs it was like night and day. I miss BC and I don't, but I'm glad we went.

Saturday, May 15, 2010

On Meditation and Routines....


I am definitely a person for whom the word "routine" was coined. I get up, let out the dogs, make the coffee, let in the dogs, feed the dogs, sit with the dogs and my computer, drink my coffee, eat the same cereal every morning, feed Ambra and Sierra and then I do something that I started doing about a year ago. I go upstairs and I meditate for half an hour. Through that practice I've learned to quiet the hyper-activity of my mind and allow a space for the power of creation to come in and lift me up, mentally, emotionally and spiritually. It's helped me dial down the negativity and sadness that used to and still tries, with less and less success, to flood my being with sorrow and sometimes anger. There was a point where I wished for someone to whom I could turn, who understood my feelings because they too have been there, someone who could help me find my way out of the blackness because they've done that, someone that I could feel had such deep wisdom that their answers could become mine. But I am a realist and I know myself and I know that an "attachment " like that, i.e. teacher, guru, pastor, mentor, whatever you choose to call it, would soon have me feeling constricted and I'd begin to look for a way out.

As my early days of meditation began to become part of my routine and as I slowly, very slowly, learned to at least turn down the chatter in my mind, and as I started reading the words of others who'd gone down this road of searching for their reason for being here, in this world, at this time, a small trickle of ideas began to circulate in my head. And I quit looking for that someone to guide me as I realized that I needed to learn to be that person that I needed, that fount of wisdom, that peaceful leader, that gentle guide. That's not to say that I will get there by myself, merely that I need to be open to and looking for perfection and love everywhere and in everyone, instead of searching for someone to "give" that gift to me, someone who could facilitate an instant gratification of discovering my connection to all that is, someone to tell me what to do!

So I read, and I meditate, and I watch myself to discover the reasons why and how I react the way I do and whether I could have done a better job of reaching for that grandest vision of myself that I can come up with. At this point, I am pleased to report that I am changing and growing and finding the inner peace that we all claim to want in our lives, but so often fail to find. And as I begin to understand my own actions, I'm seeing why others behave the way they do because in one degree or another, their actions mirror mine, and mine theirs. Our motivations as humans are all surprisingly the same. At the root of all the worlds problems is that we each think of ourselves as separate individuals. That separateness leads to competition instead of cohesion. And it is cohesion, the willingness and desire to pull together, that leads to strength and it is unity that leads to peace. We see ourselves as the separate drops of water in the ocean and fail to realize that while we are each unique, we are all the same and that it is our gathering together, our oneness that gives us impact and that each and every one of us not only affects every other being in the world, but that we all need each other to be that power. We have forgotten that we are all one, that we are all as interconnected as individual points on a single strand of yarn that has been tangled by a kitten. We move through this life, brushing up and under and around and behind numerous others, who move through this life, brushing up and around and .... And these are the things that I'm learning as I silently wait for the Presence to teach me how to Be....

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

And this is why you came.....


All of my life, the years and the months and the days of it, all of my life I've acted upon a stage. I've walked the boards, and not known why, it just is. Tomorrow is always up ahead, and today, well today just is. And I speak my lines as you do yours.

We are all born to a role that will last until our moment is over. And it seems so long and it feels so short before that moment is arrived at and the crossing is done.

And it is not the length of the journey, but how well it is spent that counts for all. To feel each moment, the crackle of it and the crinkle, the quiet and the loud of it, the stopping and the going, these are what counts for all.

So live your life, in the fullness of love, in the warmth of joy, and say words that will reach out to those around you, that will colour their play, their lives with the same peace and happiness that you would choose for your own.

And feel, to the very marrow of your bones, the rush of it, the life of it, the humming and the vibrating of it.
And feel the rising up to meet the wonder of it. And sink into the depth of it and know that this is why you came.

This moment when you reach out and softly touch the cheek of someone you love,
And know, that this is why you came.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Not My Words Today.....


Today you will be treated to the words of someone else. Words that will give you the true picture of the end of one line in "Big Ag". As you read, remember, that the events mentioned, are all for your benefit. You and the 99% of this countries population who have trouble looking a brocolli in the face.

They die piece by piece : Investigation reveals rampant cruelty in industrial slaughterhouses


by Joby Warrick Washington Post Staff Writer

PASCO, Wash.

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It takes 25 minutes to turn a live steer into steak at the modern slaughterhouse where Ramon Moreno works. For 20 years, his post was “second-legger,” a job that entails cutting hocks off carcasses as they whirl past at a rate of 309 an hour.

The cattle were supposed to be dead before they got to Moreno. But too often they weren’t.

“They blink. They make noises,” he said softly. “The head moves, the eyes are wide and looking around.” Still Moreno would cut. On bad days, he says, dozens of animals reached his station clearly alive and conscious. Some would survive as far as the tail cutter, the belly ripper, the hide puller. “They die,” said Moreno, “piece by piece.”

Under a 23-year-old federal law, slaughtered cattle and hogs first must be “stunned” — rendered insensible to pain — with a blow to the head or an electric shock. But at overtaxed plants, the law is sometimes broken, with cruel consequences for animals as well as workers. Enforcement records, interviews, videos and worker affidavits describe repeated violations of the Humane Slaughter Act at dozens of slaughterhouses, ranging from the smallest, custom butcheries to modern, automated es-tablishments such as the sprawling IBP Inc. plant here where Moreno works.

“In plants all over the United States, this happens on a daily basis,” said Lester Friedlander, a veterinarian and formerly chief government inspector at a Pennsylvania hamburger plant. “I’ve seen it happen. And I’ve talked to other veterinarians. They feel it’s out of control.”
The U.S. Department of Agriculture oversees the treatment of animals in meat plants, but enforcement of the law varies dramatically. While a few plants have been forced to halt pro-duction for a few hours because of al-leged animal cruelty, such sanctions are rare.

For example, the government took no action against a Texas beef company that was cited 22 times in 1998 for violations that included chopping hooves off live cattle. In another case, agency supervisors failed to take action on multiple complaints of animal cruelty at a Florida beef plant and fired an animal health technician for reporting the problems. The dismissal letter sent to the technician, Tim Walker, said his dislosure had “irreparably damaged” the agency’s relations with the packing plant.

“I complained to everyone — I said, ‘Lookit, they’re skinning live cows in there,’ “ Walker said. “Always it was the same answer: ‘We know it’s true. But there’s nothing we can do about it.’ ”

In the past three years, a new meat inspection system that shifted responsibility to industry has made it harder to catch and report cruelty problems, some federal inspectors say. Under the new system, implemented in 1998, the agency no longer tracks the number of humane-slaughter violations its inspectors find each year.

Some inspectors are so frustrated they’re asking outsiders for help: The inspectors’ union joined with the Humane Farming Association last spring and urged Washington state authori-ties to crack down on alleged animal abuse at the IBP plant in Pasco. In a statement, IBP said problems described by workers in its Washington state plant “do not accurately represent the way we operate our plants. We take the issue of proper livestock handling very seriously.”

But the union complained that new government policies and faster production speeds at the plant had “significantly hampered our ability to ensure compliance.”

“Privatization of meat inspection has meant a quiet death to the already meager enforcement of the Humane Slaughter Act,” said Gail Eisnitz of the Humane Farming Association, a group that advocates better treatment of farm animals. “USDA isn’t simply relinquishing its humane-slaughter oversight to the meat industry, but is — without the knowledge and consent of Congress — abandoning this function altogether.”

The USDA’s Food Safety Inspection Service, which is responsible for meat inspection, says it has not relaxed its oversight. In January, the agency ordered a review of 100 slaughterhouses. An FSIS memo reminded its 7,600 inspectors they had an “obligation to ensure compliance” with humane-handling laws.

The review comes as pressure grows on both industry and regulators to improve conditions for the 155 million cattle, hogs, horses and sheep slaughtered each year. McDonald’s and Burger King have been subject to boycotts by animal rights groups protesting mistreatment of livestock.

As a result, two years ago McDonald’s began requiring suppliers to abide by the American Meat Institute’s Good Management Practices for Animal Handling and Stunning. The company also began conducting annual audits of meat plants. Industry groups acknowledge that sloppy killing has tangible consequences for consumers as well as company profits. Fear and pain cause animals to produce hormones that damage meat and cost companies tens of millions of dollars a year in discarded product, according to industry estimates. Industry officials say they also recognize an ethical imperative to treat animals with compassion.

Clearly, not all plants have gotten the message.

A Post computer analysis of government records found 527 violations of humane-handling regulations from 1996 to 1997, the last years for which complete records were available. The offenses range from overcrowded stockyards to incidents in which live animals were cut, skinned or scalded. Through the Freedom of Information Act, The Post obtained documents from 28 plants that had high numbers of offenses or had drawn penalties for violating humane-handling laws. The Post also interviewed dozens of current and former federal meat inspectors and slaughterhouse workers. A reporter reviewed affidavits and secret video recordings made inside two plants.

Among the findings:

* One Texas plant, Supreme Beef Packers in Ladonia, had 22 violations in six months. During one inspection, federal officials found nine live cattle dangling from an overhead chain. But managers at the plant, which an-nounced last fall it was ceasing opera-tions, resisted USDA warnings, saying its practices were no different than oth-ers in the industry. “Other plants are not subject to such extensive scrutiny of their stunning activities,” the plant complained in a 1997 letter to the USDA.
* Government inspectors halted production for a day at the Calhoun Packing Co. beef plant in Palestine, Tex., after inspectors saw cattle being improperly stunned. “They were still conscious and had good reflexes,” B.V. Swamy, a veterinarian and senior USDA official at the plant, wrote. The shift supervisor “allowed the cattle to be hung anyway.” IBP, which owned the plant at the time, contested the findings but “took steps to resolve the situation,” including installing video equipment and increasing training, a spokesman said. IBP has since sold the plant.
* At the Farmers Livestock Cooperative processing plant in Hawaii, inspectors documented 14 humane-slaughter violations in as many months. Records from 1997 and 1998 describe hogs that were walking and squealing after being stunned as many as four times. In a memo to USDA, the company said it fired the stunner and increased monitoring of the slaughter process.
* At an Excel Corp. beef plant in Fort Morgan, Colo., production was halted for a day in 1998 after workers allegedly cut off the leg of a live cow whose limbs had become wedged in a piece of machinery. In imposing the sanction, U.S. inspectors cited a string of violations in the previous two years, including the cutting and skinning of live cattle. The company, responding to one such charge, contended that it was normal for animals to blink and arch their backs after being stunned, and such “muscular reaction” can occur up to six hours after death. “None of these reactions indicate the animal is still alive,” the company wrote to USDA.
* Hogs, unlike cattle, are dunked in tanks of hot water after they are stunned to soften the hides for skinning. As a result, a botched slaughter condemns some hogs to being scalded and drowned. Secret videotape from an Iowa pork plant [provided by the Humane Farming Association] shows hogs squealing and kicking as they are being lowered into the water. USDA documents and interviews with inspectors and plant workers attributed many of the problems to poor training, faulty or poorly maintained equipment or excessive production speeds.

Those problems were identified five years ago in an industry-wide audit by Temple Grandin, an assistant professor with Colorado State University’s animal sciences department. . . .
In the early 1990s, Grandin developed the first objective standards for treatment of animals in slaughterhouses, which were adopted by the American Meat Institute. Her initial, USDA-funded survey in 1996 was one of the first attempts to grade slaughter plants. One finding was a high failure rate among beef plants that use stunning devices known as “captive-bolt” guns. Of the plants surveyed, only 36 percent earned a rating of “acceptable” or better, meaning cattle were knocked unconscious with a single blow at least 95 percent of the time.

Grandin now conducts annual surveys as a consultant for the American Meat Institute and McDonald’s Corp. She maintains that the past four years have brought dramatic improvements. Based on the data collected by McDonald’s auditors, the portion of beef plants scoring “acceptable” or better climbed to 90 percent in 1999. Some workers and inspectors are skeptical of the McDonald’s numbers, and Grandin said the industry’s performance dropped slightly last year after auditors stopped giving notice of some inspections.

Grandin said high production speeds can trigger problems when people and equipment are pushed beyond their capacity. From a typical kill rate of 50 cattle an hour in the early 1900s, production speeds rose dramatically in the 1980s. They now approach 400 per hour in the newest plants. “It’s like the ‘I Love Lucy’ episode in the chocolate factory,” she said. “You can speed up a job and speed up a job, and after a while you get to a point where performance doesn’t simply decline — it crashes.”
When that happens, it’s not only animals that suffer. Improperly stunned animals contribute to worker injuries in an industry that already has the nation’s highest rate of job-related injuries and illnesses — about 27 percent a year. At some plants, “dead” animals have inflicted so many broken limbs and teeth that workers wear chest pads and hockey masks.

“The live cows cause a lot of injuries,” said Martin Fuentes, an IBP worker whose arm was kicked and shattered by a dying cow. “The line is never stopped simply because an animal is alive.”

A Brutal Harvest
At IBP’s Pasco complex, the making of the American hamburger starts in a noisy, blood-spattered chamber shielded from view by a stainless steel wall. Here, live cattle emerge from a narrow chute to be dispatched in a process known as “knocking” or “stunning.” On most days the chamber is manned by a pair of Mexican immigrants who speak little English and earn about $9 an hour for killing up to 2,050 head per shift.

The tool of choice is the captive-bolt gun, which fires a retractable metal rod into the steer’s forehead. An effective stunning requires a precision shot, which workers must deliver hundreds of times daily to balky, frightened animals that frequently weigh 1,000 pounds or more. Within 12 seconds of entering the chamber, the fallen steer is shackled to a moving chain to be bled and butchered by other workers in a fast-moving production line.

The hitch, IBP workers say, is that some “stunned” cattle wake up. “If you put a knife into the cow, it’s going to make a noise: It says, ‘Moo!’” said Moreno, the former second-legger, who began working in the stockyard last year. “They move the head and the eyes and the leg like the cow wants to walk.”

After a blow to the head, an unconscious animal may kick or twitch by reflex. But a videotape, made secretly by IBP workers and reviewed by veterinarians for The Post, depicts cattle that clearly are alive and conscious after being stunned.

Some cattle, dangling by a leg from the plant’s overhead chain, twist and arch their backs as though trying to right themselves. Close-ups show blinking reflexes, an unmistakable sign of a conscious brain.
The video, parts of which were aired by Seattle television station KING last spring, shows injured cattle being trampled. In one graphic scene, workers give a steer electric shocks by jamming a battery-powered prod into its mouth.

More than 20 workers signed affidavits alleging that the violations shown on tape are commonplace and that supervisors are aware of them. The sworn statements and videos were prepared with help from the Humane Farming Association. Some workers had taken part in a 1999 strike over what they said were excessive plant production speeds.

“I’ve seen thousands and thousands of cows go through the slaughter process alive,” IBP veteran Fuentes, the worker who was injured while working on live cattle, said in an affi-davit. “The cows can get seven minutes down the line and still be alive. I’ve been in the side-puller where they’re still alive. All the hide is stripped out down the neck there.”

IBP, the nation’s top beef processor, denounced as an “appalling aberration” the problems captured on the tape. It suggested the events may have been staged . . . .
“Like many other people, we were very upset over the hidden camera video,” the company said. “We do not in any way condone some of the livestock handling that was shown.”

After the [Humane Farming Asso-ciation] video surfaced, IBP increased worker training and installed cameras in the slaughter area. The company also questioned workers and offered a reward for information leading to identification of those responsible for the video. One worker said IBP pressured him to sign a statement denying that he had seen live cattle on the line.

“I knew that what I wrote wasn’t true,” said the worker, who did not want to be identified for fear of losing his job. “Cows still go alive every day. When cows go alive, it’s because they don’t give me time to kill them.”

Independent assessments of the workers’ claims have been inconclusive. Washington state officials launched a probe in May that included an unannounced plant inspection. The investigators say they were detained outside the facility for an hour while their identities were checked. They saw no acts of animal cruelty once permitted inside.



Grandin also inspected IBP’s plant, at the company’s request; that inspection was announced. Although she observed no live cattle being butchered, she concluded that the plant’s older-style equipment was “overloaded.” Grandin reviewed parts of the workers’ videotape and said there was no mistaking what she saw.

“There were fully alive beef on that rail,” Grandin said.

Inconsistent Enforcement
Preventing this kind of suffering is officially a top priority for the USDA’s Food Safety Inspection Service. By law, a humane-slaughter violation is among a handful of offenses that can result in an immediate halt in production — and cost a meatpacker hundreds or even thousands of dollars per idle minute. In reality, many inspectors describe humane slaughter as a blind spot: Inspectors’ regular duties rarely take them to the chambers where stunning occurs. Inconsistencies in enforcement, training and record-keeping hamper the agency’s ability to identify problems.

The meat inspectors’ union, in its petition last spring to Washington state’s attorney general, contended that federal agents are “often prevented from carrying out” the mandate against animal cruelty. Among the obstacles inspectors face are “dramatic increases in production speeds, lack of support from supervisors in plants and district offices . . . new inspection policies which significantly reduce our enforcement authority, and little to no access to the areas of the plants where animals are killed,” stated the petition by the National Joint Council of Food Inspection Locals.

Barbara Masters, the agency’s director of slaughter operations, told meat industry executives in February she didn’t know if the number of violations was up or down, though she believed most plants were complying with the law. “We encourage the district offices to monitor trends,” she said. “The fact that we haven’t heard anything suggests there are no trends.” But some inspectors see little evidence the agency is interested in hearing about problems. Under the new inspection system, the USDA stopped tracking the number of violations and dropped all mentions of humane slaughter from its list of rotating tasks for inspectors.

The agency says it expects its watchdogs to enforce the law anyway. Many inspectors still do, though some occasionally wonder if it’s worth the trouble.

“It always ends up in argument: Instead of re-stunning the animal, you spend 20 minutes just talking about it,” said Colorado meat inspector Gary Dahl, sharing his private views. “Yes, the animal will be dead in a few minutes anyway. But why not let him die with dignity?”

“The industry’s self-inspections are meaningless. They’re designed to lull Americans into a false sense of security about what goes on inside slaughterhouses.”

Saturday, January 30, 2010

Winter AGAIN! Ahhhh!




So what to say except winter is back, or maybe it just got here! At this point I really can't say for sure but the photo above is what it looked like yesterday morning when we got up. Surprisingly it didn't seem that cold unless you caught a huge gust of wind that happened to be fully loaded with the dry powdery snow that was making interesting drifts right across my path to the horses.

This winter I'm feeding round bales for a few weeks and of course I've got about 75 squares in the barn. Testing the waters so to speak as we never fed the big round bales in BC and so I wasn't sure how long a big one would last for Ambra and Sierra. As a result, rather than bringing the girls in each night, I've left them out in their shelter with continuous food. The one drawback to this is that I have to bring water out to them at least three times a day. Not bad when the sun is shining but really the pits if you just got out of bed and you'd rather curl up with your book and a coffee. But, they have to drink and so out I go....