There was some kind of abnormal amount of work this week. I don't have time for anything. As soon as I complete one task, I already dream of resting, but immediately the next one appears and everything starts all over again. I have a vacation in January and I can't wait for that day to come. And only my animals continue to live their carefree life. Sometimes I'm very jealous of them. In the end, a significant part of the work is connected with them. If animal feed didn't rise in price every day, I wouldn't have to take on so many projects. I'm just praying that none of them get sick, because I can't get the bills from the veterinary clinic anymore.
Also this week I went and brought 100 kg of food for the stork and crows. The seller used to come to our village, but now he has closed the business. Maybe he went to the front, I don't know. But now I have to drive 110 km to buy food for my birds. This can be organised rationally if you take a large amount of feed. But here's the question - where to store it? It needs cold, and one of my freezers is broken...
My dog Portos travelled with me. After the Mouse, my faithful companion, died in every way, he tries to replace her. I have to admit that he's pretty good at it. He is sustained and calm. And he takes his new job very seriously. Portos is about seven years old and he is a natural leader. I have to admit that he lacks wisdom in dealing with other dogs. In the past, my family pack was always headed by females and they were a model of wisdom. Portos is trying, but he probably doesn't have enough authority.
Despite the heavy workload at work, I continue to attend dog school with our Bilbo. I would love to spend this time at home in the warmth, but I try to be a good dog mom.
My poor garden... It's a really painful topic. I don't have enough time to do it. All I managed to do in almost a month was to tidy up a small area under the fence. I'll probably have to postpone all this work until the vacation...
Now I have almost daily trips to the city. It's very exhausting. I'm coming home and I don't have the energy to do anything. Nevertheless, I try to hold on. It would help me a lot to minimise the number of things in the house to make it easier for me to clean up. When dogs are alone at home, they sometimes make a real mess. But it again takes time and strength. It's a real vicious circle... I hope everything will get better soon. In the end, I know exactly what I need, and that's already half the task.
