I got up this morning feeling woozy. Apparently there is some kind of virus at my wife's school, and clearly she brought it home with her. Not the first time.
Not fun but it's not something like the flu. Just makes you feel worn out and achy.
So, Tylenol, Coke, and light meals.
Half way through the day, I went outside and one of the kittens was missing.
The catling had walked off the edge of the porch and fallen 15 feet down into some hay stored under it. I went down there, searched everywhere. Nothing.
I figured probably some animal got the cat. But just to be sure, I went back up to the house and got Spike the Ferret. Took him down there and let him root around. He doesn't care anything about cats, having lived around them all his life, but he is curious and I knew if the kitten was there he'd root it out.
Sure enough, he started burrowing into the hay. I carefully lifted a bale, and there was the kitten. At some point in the past, the chickens had dug a "dust pit" there. Then I put the hay down over it and that made a kind of cave. The kitten pushed in and got into that.
Ferrets have incredible noses. They can't see very well, but there's nothing they can't track down by smell. Because they like to dig and to take dust soaks, they get nasty and have to be bathed frequently. Their bedding has to be washed and dried for the same reason. His bed is not always this dirty.
The internet has been out most of the day, just came back on tonight. I was supposed to pay bills today, but no interent, no bill paying. I'll do it in the morning.
On the nitwits in action front: