With this winter deep freeze? I'm sure it has altered pretty much everybody's routine whether it is just warming your car up in the morning, or maybe taking a vacation in the Bahamas (this gets my vote) or making endless changes in your barn routine to keep the animals comfortable.
Around here, we just keep fighting it day by day, breakdown by breakdown, draft by draft. Yesterday the boss went to Glen and bought three of the heaviest small canvases he could get. We nailed them up over the big fan and both barn doors, and then tucked them in with feed bags stuffed with more feed bags, and piles of hay.
The skid steer is being prissy and not liking the cold and we now are having to buy and feed round bales, which are normally left down below the barn. Last night when the lazy little twit was actually running for a few minutes, he brought some bales up to the door, where we can roll them right in by hand if it won't start this morning.
Everybody got extra bedding last thing at night and we are feeding a LOT of hay. Hay helps the girls stay warm as they digest it.
Inside the house I deal with the dainty dachshund. I am not accustomed to such dogs. Contrary to popular local opinion border collies don't much mind the cold, so until my dogs got old, they didn't need a lot of extra attention in that department. They did sleep indoors, but indoors here...well, it is cold most of the time, and we shut the furnace all the way down at night, so it ain't exactly summer.
Anyhow, Daisy, although delightful, is not a big, rugged border collie, bred to work sheep in the most extreme weather that Scotland can muster, and come out smiling and looking for more. Nope, Daisy is a little toy dog.
So I lined her tiny doggy bed with one of those silver survival blankets. Then I added two one-gallon jugs of hot water, one on each side. Then I put one of those plushy Christmas blankets on top of the whole affair. She has a cozy little snuggle spot right in the center, into which she just nicely fits
This morning she grinned at me and didn't want to get out of bed even though the furnace ran all night despite being turned all the way down. She was plumb cozy.....
As I sit here typing with all my winter outdoor stuff on except my down vest, scarf, gloves, and boots, I wish I could say the same. It's really not that uncomfortable, but I have no desire to take my outer polar fleece off....and it smells resoundingly of cows, as I normally only wear it to the barn. Phew.