Ah yes, "I'm watching Lambing Live" = I'm looking out of the bathroom window.
I spent Saturday afternoon mowing the lawn, and then an hour trying to find the ducks, who had run away over the fields to get away from the noise. I was then awakened at 6:30 on Monday morning to the sight of an ex racehorse galloping around all over it, with owner in hot pursuit yelling expletives. I then went to check on the animals, and was assaulted by a mummy pea-hen who had misunderstood that I only wanted to top up her water.
On Monday morning, I had to try and explain to a colleague why I had randomly turned up outside his house on Sunday afternoon (I had no idea that was where he lived), and that I really HAD come to 'score some turkey chicks' from his next door neighbour. Monday evening was spent reviving a turkey poult who'd managed to lose his way back to the brooder, and gotten chilled. It was a close call, but "Wobble" is now back with the other twizzlers, and doing really well.
Every day really is different, and right now, I wouldn't change it for the world.
HOWEVER Manian, even we don't have turkeys running round the living room. Not so much a case of 'how life changes', but more 'how do I change my carpets' for you methinks!
