Battening Down the Hatches....

.......For a few days now we have been getting very severe weather warnings....a hurricane. 
Tonight is the night and we are prepared...well we bought some candles anyway.
Thought I would post early just in case.

Rumi is on his new diet...he spat his herbs back at me then tried to nip my fingers when I was trying to shove some fish oil capsules down his throat...he is now looking at me as if I am Frankenstein........I am determined to get that little bugger to stop scratching and smelling like a mens urinal....I am on a mission and dangerously armed with chicken necks and herbs.

I will report on the outcome of the hurricane next time I blip. I hope the horses I saw in the field today and all those animals (and others) that are left to the elements find a warm and safe place to ride out the storm.

“A butterfly flaps its wings somewhere and the wind changes, and a warm front hits a cold front off the coast of western Africa and before you know it you've got a hurricane closing in. By the time anyone figured out the storm was coming, it was too late to do anything but batten down the hatches and exercise damage control.”

― Karen Marie Moning