Mid-Winter Doldrums

Although it has been lovely and clear, with a sun bright enough to actually feel on your shoulders at high noon, the temperature has dropped sharply, and it is now impossible to do chores without gloves and a hat. My fingers just won't work the gate latches, they are dumb with cold. I think the outside water line cracked; it is leaking fairly freely where it emerges from the ground. I'm debating whether I should tell Homero about it or just call somebody. 

Ivory got sprayed by a skunk and has to sleep out in the playroom. It's extremely cold out there and she's a very skinny dog, so I put one of Hope's turtlenecks on her. 

I still don't know whether or not any does are pregnant. All of them showed some signs of heat this month, but the ones that were bred showed much weaker signs, just a little puffiness and a tiny bit of goo, as compared to the ones who were not bred and showed very strong signs of heat: drooling, flagging, and crying. 

Ladies, aren't you glad you're not a goat?