Autumn has come and gone in a whirlwind, and suddenly winter is here. Time seems to be positively flying by.
Over the last week we’ve had gales, endless hail, and even snow, and tomorrow winds of ninety mph are forecast along with heavy rain, so I’m rather pleased that I’ve finished walking Oscar and Charlie as their owner has now recovered. I do like the dramatic scenes that winter paints, but I’m no fan of the long dark evenings. My body seems to want to curl up at four thirty….which will NEVER do!
The German markets have now arrived in Liverpool, and I wish I could say I was in town shopping for Christmas presents, but sadly I was eating out…I haven’t even bought a Christmas card yet……sighs….
Now, y’see the all those little hedgehog planters at the bottom of this pic? Well, I was seriously tempted to buy one and put it outside my front door as several people have knocked asking for the hedgehog woman….which would be me. Hubs is always highly amused at this and is threatening to buy me a hedgehog suit so I could answer the door wearing it….I think I’d prefer the planter.
And talking of hedgehogs, the rescue is steadily filling up with littluns. This hog weighs 350 grams, which is half the weight it needs to be to successfully hibernate, so if you see anything out and about this small it will need to go to a rescue.
This is how it looks when walking, it’s about five inches long. I’ve put these pics in to give an idea of size as I’ve had several emails from people who have come across hedgehogs recently and are not sure whether they need help or not. All healthy hogs are now hibernating and any out, especially in the daylight are highly likely to be in trouble.
Now, I deeply apologise to any of you who dislike mice…..but I feel obliged to share my recent troubles, and as no-one else will listen, I have to inflict my woes upon you, my poor blog friends.
So…..at the rescue I am being driven stark raving mad by mice. The problem is that they breed all year which means I’m endlessly disturbing nests full of pinkies. Often when I delve into a bin bag and pull out a generous handful of shredded paper, or hay/straw, invariably a mouse darts out, and then pinkies drop onto the floor, yes….I’ve disturbed yet another nest. This then means that I have to go through the entire bin bag looking for more babies, and crawl around on all fours trying to locate the pinkies that have fallen out. Then I have to make a new temporary nest like the one above and leave it in a quiet corner where the mother will come and collect them one by one and take them somewhere safe.
This week I must have spent two hours faffing around with pinkies. Now the mice are actually nesting with the hibernating hedgehogs…..enough is surely enough!
Now I’m on a mission. The mice have to go, and there’s plenty of food to be stolen from the farm and the outdoor aviary so there’s no reason why they can’t move outdoors. SO….each friday from January, I’m going to spend a few hours moving and cleaning absolutely everything…..and try to patch up holes as I go to stop them coming back. Wish me luck eh….
Sorry about that!!! So, moving SWIFTLY on….
Now, as you know, daughter and her partner are staying with us for a while……well, between them they’ve turned the lounge into what I can only describe as a grotto. All we need is a Santa sat in the corner handing out pressies to kids. Seriously! They both love Christmas and slammed the deccies up in their quarter’s on the first of December. I usually wait until the fourteenth. They actually have two Christmas trees and are talking of putting up a third, and about ten sets of lights twinkling away….
And each evening, they light the scented candles, put their Christmas hats on and have a glass of mulled wine!
It’s so funny, little ornaments are everywhere! I wish her luck dusting around everything though…..and until the fourteenth, I remain the proverbial humbug!!! Yes!!