Wednesday, November 13, 2013
14 degrees on the front porch.
Pretty chilly this morning. I got up at six and carried boiling water out to the animal troughs. Their water had a layer of thick ice over it.
Snug enough inside. Even with two humidifiers going, the humidity level inside is 48. The ferrets need it to be between 50% to 55% so I have a pot of water boiling on the stove to catch up.
Unless it warms up considerably, and it isn't supposed to, I'm not going out today. There are plenty of things I can do inside. I have a whole bunch of statements that need to be balanced, there are always rifles that need to be wiped down with a silicon cloth, and I can continue reading the new Rawle's novel. Maybe I'll give "The Walking Dead" a shot, although I seem to be finding reasons not to watch it.