I know the 3 day quote challenge is finished, but I found a really good one that perfectly describes my state of mind right now. Except I don’t have a dog at the moment, so substitute “cats/chickens/rabbits”.
The pet zoo was dirty. Too dirty. Alarmingly, over-our-heads dirty. In the summer, we had our fabulous Pet Zoo Team to help us, but now they’re all back at school and it’s just S. and me. The pet zoo is a hobby for us. We both have jobs to do and families to look after. We think it’s great for our community to have a pet zoo to visit with their children. But we can’t do all the work alone. So, I decided to organise a Cleaning-Up Day. I invited everyone from the kibbutz to come by with their kids and help. Together, I thought optimistically, we could have everything sparkling clean in no time, while at the same time having fun.
Well, that’s what I thought. Unfortunately, team spirit was sadly lacking and turnout was at an all-time low. In fact, pretty much everyone blew me off. Mind you, these are all people who promised me 2 years ago they would help whenever I needed it. Most of them have yet to make their first helpful appearance.
Our faithful summer team showed up though, as did a one or two families and some stray kids. My sister-in-law, who was over from Berlin, made this artistic-looking protection for our half-dead fig tree:
We worked and worked! The rabbits sat in their temporary cages and watched us turn their pens upside-down. We raked, swept, scrubbed, scattered flea powder and shlepped countless wheelbarrows of dirty straw to the dirt pile. We tripped over chickens trying to get into the rabbit pens. The guinea fowl sat on high spots and screeched, thinking they had to sound the alarm.
The little kids plied the rabbits with carrots, looked for eggs and played in the sand. The ducks drilled holes in the mud and had a good time. We quite enjoyed ourselves!
(Just to put your mind at rest: Bar, the girl on the right, was born with a rare genetic skin disorder. She hasn’t been burned, which is what people often think.)
Due to only a fraction of the people I expected showing up, we couldn’t do everything that needed to be done. But we made a good dent in the pile of work.
The buns and guinea piggies are happy in their squeeky clean homes. The birds approved of the freshly raked ground and starting digging themselves a good dustbathing spot.
Phew! Now just the duck pond, the quail cage and the silkie pen and then we’re ok for the next month or so!
Hope your saturday was more relaxed than mine! 😉