Spring snow...

...has left us shoveling, no matter which way we throw it, it quickly finds its way back into our face. Fortunately the winds have allowed us to be outside in intervals letting the dogs chase birds and with a little digging a field mouse. Carlee has the nose of a hunter and she produced her find. Not spotting until they just wouldn't leave a spot alone, I jumped, it died most likely from fear and frozen tundra. Normally we bury, but he was scooped up and flung into the prairie grass.

The neighbor dogs were buried, snow was blown into their kennel, we waited for barking. A sigh of relief as we heard barking this morning and eventually an area was dug out for them. The dogs with their spring cuts shiver in the house, we dry them up with large towels, a quick hug before they scramble away into warm beds.

This is the surprise for the newborn lambs, calves, goats etc and in hopes they receive help from the shelter of a barn. Granted this will blow over, it will melt in due time, but to be born into this world at this time is difficult. Imagine being in these chilly temperatures for 4-5 days, how long would we last?
Prayers to those that have long days helping their animals, warmth for all and life win out!

Stay safe friends.