Morning Commute

     Even with a dreaded two hour delay, I made the icy drive to work. I was hesitant first to even attempt the drive, but I do not have to leave to take the day off. I really should move closer to my place of employment. It was a disastrous drive. I slid out of the road multiple times while also having to dodge neighboring vehicles slowly skidding into my lane. Would I do it again... absolutely not.

    Everything was fine until I reached the mountain. Crossing the gap on the lower side of the south end was absolutely ridiculous. I understand that the roads were wet and a lot of people thought that means that they were clear. Honestly, that witness on the road with that elevation means that that was ice. Not just any ice, black ice. Yes yes yes I understand that they are much the same, but I was absolutely terrified this morning. Normally my commute consist of listening to an audiobook, but I was on edge so my soul focus was on just trying to make it to work.

    I hate winter weather. Even with the snow melt and surrounding areas, my driveway is absolutely atrocious. I'm not so sure. I will even be able to get home late this afternoon. Not only will I have to contend with frozen roads, but I will still have to put out the afternoon feed. My fur babies have to eat too. We feed twice a day on cold days to help generate extra body heat. I do provide alfalfa pellets through the winter month while my dose are lactating. Oh and by the way. Two of my young, those who I thought were not pregnant, have started to gain milk in their sacks. I guess they did come into heat.   I usually don't let my younger females breed until they have reached two years old. I just hope they do well and have zero complications.


    

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