19 Jan Happy New Year!
I’m not sure where Christmas went but the New Year is here and I hope it’s going to be a good one for you all.
I ended up with an orphan calf just before Christmas so I’m busy feeding her 4 times a day. I really enjoy it except for the last feed at 10pm, which is particularly challenging as it’s rather tricky to navigate thanks to puddles like craters and no lighting! Luckily I bought her a calf coat which for some reason has fluorescent panels on so she lights up at night in the beam of my head torch. However, I was incredibly disappointed when I opened the farmer’s guardian this morning to find they do calf coats in pink!!! This would have been far more appropriate although perhaps not so practical without the glow in the dark panels.
It was my Birthday last week and husband very kindly sent me off shopping with his credit card. I left him with a list of instructions for the day, including weights and measures for the calf milk, times of feeds, chicken, dog and cat instructions and questions to ask the vet. I know some people think husbands should buy thoughtful gifts for Christmas and birthday but after his Christmas attempt I couldn’t leave it to chance. We did a secret Santa with some friends and I got a Plasticine farm animal kit. After a few drinks the “secret” part came out, and I was not surprised to learn that husband was indeed my secret Santa. Our friends were relieved as they were horrified I might think one of them had bought the ghastly gift, and I made a mental note not to allow him to go shopping for me ever again. So now with new understanding, the same friend and I had a lovely day out and I got lots of great presents in the January sales. Hilariously, despite going to Bluewater shopping centre which I would say is as far removed from the countryside as you can get, all but one of the things I bought has an animal theme!
When I returned home, I found not only had husband done everything on the list, he had also made me dinner and some chocolate cakes. You can’t get better than that can you?
I try to remember days like these, as living and working with the same person as you all know, can be challenging. I will try and remember when I’m being yelled at for not writing the ear tag number on the correct piece of paper because I’m juggling the clipboard, crush door and sorting gate at the same time. I will try and remember when I’m knee deep in mud and I’m being told to get to the stampeding cattle on my left quicker. And I will try and remember when I’m going as fast as I can on the quad bike but being told I need to get in front of them. Next time these events take place I will try and remember my lovely dinner, chocolate cakes and my new things. Or I might just do what I usually do and tell him to F**k off!