I'm wondering if the hard winter we've had has caused others to re-evaluate priorities. There was a point last winter - nay - fall because it was November, when I was outside in -4 degrees to try to tighten up the ventilation in the coop, keep the water from freezing and the girls well fed enough to stave off the bitter cold. All I wanted to do was go back into the house, make some hot tea and huddle under the covers. Instead, I was out getting chillblains. It was awful.
Earlier this year, in January, I'd had enough of fighting the weather with them, putting up with other sick pets and trying to work ten hours a day and put them and their house on Craigslist. I almost sold them but backed out, thanks to the graciousness of the buyer, when I realized I'd be unhappy either way, but more unhappy if I didn't know they were outside chuckling in my yard. Sigh. So there they are; and this buyer would have provided them with a wonderful home.
As Garrison Keillor once said, "There's nothing like cold to bring you back to reality. And the reality is we're very lucky."
Mary, in Colorado where slowly, but surely, it's warming up.