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Gottcha day


Today was Sorrel's gotcha day, two years ago she came a traumatised dog today we still have a few issues we are working on but she has come on so much and such a character, I love her to bits. This would have been a much longer post of what she has been up to BUT I have been occupied with 4 lost guinea pigs.

Farmer J is out tonight in Toulouse with our children at the bikini club (hopefully he won't be wearing a bikini) so I am in charge. I went to shut the rabbits and guinea pigs away to only find the rabbits, no pigs, no sign of being taken or of escaping so the only place they could be was under the hut. In charge of a  screwdriver (yes it took a while to sort out how to work it to get the screws out), I have managed to undo farmer J's what we thought was good pig proofing to find them having a party under the house, well think they were enjoying themselves as there was no sign of them coming out.

For an hour I used a pole to place it on the ground and move it along to hopefully push them out. With long grass under and it being dark this proved difficult, just as well they are light in colour I could see them with a head torch.  In the end, I had to move the pole along getting them to one end quickly getting a plank of wood wedged between the ground and floor of the hut as they wedged themselves between a stone enabling me to get one before the others scuttled off.

They are all safely inside tonight, I haven't screwed the planks back ( a job for farmer J tomorrow), my back is aching, my clothes are in soak with mud and grass stains from laying on the ground and I am drinking wine, yes on a weeknight these guinea pigs are going to be the death of me and Lid's who has been hoping over the chicken wire and was promptly thrown over it tonight otherwise I think he may have been helping me not in the way I would of wanted.

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  1. Nice to see someone looking after the farm and surprised there werent more Guinea Pigs, when you finally got them out from under the farm house....as for yr cute dog she needs a hair cut...how can she possibly see thru that mane. !
    Getting closer and looking fwd to catching up. J&J

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  2. Ali, did you manage to get another dog....havent seen a post of it yet ; always curious about your new additions to the farm especially when it's a puppy dog.

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