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It really felt like a Monday today, with more heavy rain over the weekend it has been pretty wet and today the rain continued. First thing a chicken was found unable to walk, she is in the puppy crate at the moment resting, not sure she is going to improve it seems her legs have given up.

With all the rain the barn which houses the chickens and ducks flooded one end. This means a very clean barn floor that Gorgon could eat his tea on and happy ducks. Those ducks are so happy with the amount of puddles and flowing water in the field there's no chance of them getting in that pond at the moment.

Streams have also have been flowing from the top of the pig hill down to the road. Lots of mud and soggy pigs with only one sows cabin leaking, which was rectified they were all given straw to line their cabins. Having floors has helped keep dry unless they are like the two pigs at the bottom of the hill who are having great fun lifting up their floor (it is in two sections enabling it to fight in which makes it easier to get a bit of leverage with your snout. At least while they are lifting the floor they are leaving the corrugated iron sides alone.

We had our organic yearly inspection this afternoon at 4pm, pigs were fed early with just enough time to find a tree had fallen over towards the road pressing a branch on the cable line. Just as well our inspector was late giving enough time for most of the over hanging branches to be cut. The cable had a spark coming from it so the branch was left with a phone call to the electricity board. They visited this evening, thankfully it turns out it's not the major power line. Farmer J has had advice how to slacken the cable to cut the branch down, for tomorrow. The fallen branches we moved to the verge and will have to cut and cleared along with the trunk - more wood for the fire. Hopefully the rain will stop before any more trees come down.

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