Friday, December 6, 2013
Morning Update - Pissed off Pets
Pretty much no creature is happy or amused around the Small-Hold today. It's cold, like about 18 degrees and windy. We avoided any ice or snow except for some flakes and mist here and there. The wood furnace has been eating the firewood like candy and at times I have felt like an old steam engine fireman throwing chunks into the box but I have kept the house mostly in the comfortable 70's. Occasionally when the wind dies down it gets a bit over hot but that's the downside to burning wood, you can't really turn it off when conditions change.
As I have mentioned before eventually in a real grid down situation I would be retiring the wood furnace and just using the internal wood stove to heat one room only. Heating the entire house with wood all Winter is definitely a grid up, fuel and small engine available project. No way I could feed that furnace with only hand tools and muscle power.
The outside guard dog is depressed. He came inside a bit this morning but was soon so nervous and whining by the door we let him back out. Poor guy hates Winter because he really has only one goal in life which is to be around humans outside only for at least 16 full hours a day. After a couple of days of cold or rain he mopes around with his tail down like his world has ended.
The feline management staff prefer to only come inside for sleeping and eating and have ordered me to burn enough wood to at least heat the yard up for their lounging pleasure. When they finally force themselves out into the cold they have been jumping up onto the blower pipe of the wood furnace and laying on it like their own personal management perch where they scan the yard with a scowl. We moved their bed-basket things so they are in front of the main blower which is good for their sleeping comfort but every hour or so they demand I let them out so they can check to see if it warmed up any. Sometimes all they do is run to the door and when I open it a crack they look up at me like I am pond scum and then scurry back to their beds.
They are not happy and do not understand why I am not fixing this cold problem. They demand results. They have also taken up some fascination with the food bowls. Before they used to just come in and eat whatever was in the bowl and then go back out. Now if they can see the bottom of the bowl they demand it be refilled even if there is plenty in there.
The cold temps do act like a peacekeeping force with the barn cats however. They have set aside old rivalries and now seem content to live closely in the hay loft together.
Guess it's time to put on the real Winter clothes and go out and work on something or I will feel guilty the rest of the day. More to come tonight.
Keep Prepping Everyone.