My small ornithological charges continue to grow at an astonishing rate. Charlie the duckling knows how to swim, which I suppose shouldn't surprise me, but seeing as he'd never been in water before I tried him out in our tin cattle trough, nevertheless filled me with motherly pride. As does the way he follows me around when I let him out of his pen. The rooster can also be lured out anywhere if you call his name and shake the bag of feed in his direction. They all eat and shit an amazing amount.

My latest new skill is wiring. I now can wire up outlets, lights, and switches! a small victory.