The first batch of onions have sprouted. It’s time to get gardening, between rainy spells and frost.
We’re planning to drive Gemini in the St. Patrick’s Day parade in town. I hope the weather cooperates and lots of people show up.
The cart has been stripped down and repainted for the event, and new tires too.
Gemini had a trip to the vet this week for shots, a teeth cleaning, and a check up. He’s officially 10.3 hands tall, which means 47″ at the shoulder. The vet says he could live until he’s 50, but not unless he loses weight, like about 100 pounds! So a little riding will help, as long as we don’t overdo it. Shetlands are the strongest equine for their size, able to carry half their weight on their back, and pull 2 to 3 times their weight in harness.
Ponies were often used to pull governess carts, which were basically wheeled baskets for safely taking children on outings. Not really what we’re looking for, but before we head to the big auction this April in Madras, OR, it’s a good idea to get familiar with horsedrawn vehicles of all kinds.
We’re also on the lookout for a pasture pal for him. There might be a suitable pony in Snohomish, and we’re hoping to meet her this weekend.
Newt and Magnus have learned to declare a truce long enough to share the chair for a nap.
And for those of you (you know who you are) who wondered if a headless chicken really does run around, here’s a video from our broody hen butchering day. (Actual chicken killing, so not for the faint of heart). This hen was done with her laying career and causing problems by breaking other hen’s eggs, so she got made into the most fabulous dinner tonight – Chicken soup with spaetzle. Ours was a little more rustic and robust than this recipe though. Serious comfort food!