'Why have a Dog?'
Good Morning,
Fellow Readers and Authors, Happy Friday!
As we all await the weekend, the weather here in Cornwall has made an effort to impress us thankfully with blue skies and sunshine. I hope your day has been blessed with the same, wherever you are in the world.
This week has flown by, punctuated with the daily chores here on the farm, which seems to make the days shorter somehow. The rhythm on the farm is one of constant routine for me, with the animals being the greatest responsibility. Their welfare starts each morning with feeding the two farm cats, checking on the goats, and monitoring the pigs and their security, which I will come back to later.
By the time the water system has been fired up before the sun clears the trees, and the vegetable garden has been addressed, it’s time to wander down to the lower paddock. I go and say good morning to ‘Sunny’ the resident shire horse, and check in on him.
Animals never cease to amaze me with their intelligence, and in particular, their ability to learn routines. Each afternoon I take a ten gallon water container down to his trough at around three fifteen. The first day I did this, I gave him a biscuit. Well, ‘Hope’ the Maremma farm dog is away with her owner, so I didn’t want them going to waste.
By day three, ‘Sunny’ was waiting patently at his trough at three fifteen for his afternoon treat.
I referred at the start of this article, about the pigs and their security. Well, I have had something of an issue on this front, but nothing serious. In fact, it has become the highlight of my afternoon routine, when I go down to their field and feed them.
As pigs go, these one are somewhat spoilt. They have acres of land on which to forage, a pond with ducks and geese for neighbours, and me turning up late afternoon with buckets of feed.
All it would seem is not enough for one of them. She escapes daily, and makes her way up to the farm complex, but not quiet all the way. Just enough to monitor the man who feeds them and whether he is on his way or not.
The first time I shouted at her, called her a bad girl, and she trotted off back home. The second time, she came right up to the buckets of feed on the cart, clearly bolder in her approach. Yesterday, she played on being my new best friend, and began helping herself to the feed in the buckets.
It was then I remembered how ‘Hope’ the Maremma had addressed the wayward sow the first week I was here. Clearing my throat, and taking a deep breath, I leant down and proceeded to replicate the farm dogs bark. The result was hysterical. She bolted back to the pen so fast I’m sure her trotters didn’t touch the ground.
So the moral of the story is this. Why have a dog when you can bark yourself!
That’s been my week in a nutshell, apart from one other highlight involving a book review. Following the wonderful Amazon review Swati Tanu did on The Dumb Dumb’s Handbook To Twin Flame Relationships, I have another kind lady reviewing my book.
Having approached my favourite tarot card reader on You Tube, Kali Tarot, she has very graciously agreed to review my work as well. I would like to publicly thank her in advance for her support.
Link - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyHw6...
Link - https://tinyurl.com/4ryvbjfh
In the meantime, I would like to thank you as always for your support with all of my novels, it is sincerely appreciated.
Stay safe, and keep reading and writing, and most of all, follow your dreams whatever they may be. 😊
Best Wishes
AR
Fellow Readers and Authors, Happy Friday!
As we all await the weekend, the weather here in Cornwall has made an effort to impress us thankfully with blue skies and sunshine. I hope your day has been blessed with the same, wherever you are in the world.
This week has flown by, punctuated with the daily chores here on the farm, which seems to make the days shorter somehow. The rhythm on the farm is one of constant routine for me, with the animals being the greatest responsibility. Their welfare starts each morning with feeding the two farm cats, checking on the goats, and monitoring the pigs and their security, which I will come back to later.
By the time the water system has been fired up before the sun clears the trees, and the vegetable garden has been addressed, it’s time to wander down to the lower paddock. I go and say good morning to ‘Sunny’ the resident shire horse, and check in on him.
Animals never cease to amaze me with their intelligence, and in particular, their ability to learn routines. Each afternoon I take a ten gallon water container down to his trough at around three fifteen. The first day I did this, I gave him a biscuit. Well, ‘Hope’ the Maremma farm dog is away with her owner, so I didn’t want them going to waste.
By day three, ‘Sunny’ was waiting patently at his trough at three fifteen for his afternoon treat.
I referred at the start of this article, about the pigs and their security. Well, I have had something of an issue on this front, but nothing serious. In fact, it has become the highlight of my afternoon routine, when I go down to their field and feed them.
As pigs go, these one are somewhat spoilt. They have acres of land on which to forage, a pond with ducks and geese for neighbours, and me turning up late afternoon with buckets of feed.
All it would seem is not enough for one of them. She escapes daily, and makes her way up to the farm complex, but not quiet all the way. Just enough to monitor the man who feeds them and whether he is on his way or not.
The first time I shouted at her, called her a bad girl, and she trotted off back home. The second time, she came right up to the buckets of feed on the cart, clearly bolder in her approach. Yesterday, she played on being my new best friend, and began helping herself to the feed in the buckets.
It was then I remembered how ‘Hope’ the Maremma had addressed the wayward sow the first week I was here. Clearing my throat, and taking a deep breath, I leant down and proceeded to replicate the farm dogs bark. The result was hysterical. She bolted back to the pen so fast I’m sure her trotters didn’t touch the ground.
So the moral of the story is this. Why have a dog when you can bark yourself!
That’s been my week in a nutshell, apart from one other highlight involving a book review. Following the wonderful Amazon review Swati Tanu did on The Dumb Dumb’s Handbook To Twin Flame Relationships, I have another kind lady reviewing my book.
Having approached my favourite tarot card reader on You Tube, Kali Tarot, she has very graciously agreed to review my work as well. I would like to publicly thank her in advance for her support.
Link - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uyHw6...
Link - https://tinyurl.com/4ryvbjfh
In the meantime, I would like to thank you as always for your support with all of my novels, it is sincerely appreciated.
Stay safe, and keep reading and writing, and most of all, follow your dreams whatever they may be. 😊
Best Wishes
AR
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