So yesterday, as I went out to do the morning chores, I notices poor little Fred, by pygmy buck, was soaked to the skin, and cold. We have gotten so much rain, that his shelter was surrounded my a moat, he didn't want to cross to get into his shelter, so he was apparently out in the mornings rain. UGH! After I finished my chores, I decided I had to move his shelter to higher ground. Now, this would be easy, if I could have gotten the tractor in there and just pulled it...but I couldn't..so I had to move it by hand. Pushing, pulling, cussing...I was finally able to get it moved. His shelter is a big wooden crate....4 1/2 ft tall..3 ft deep, and about 4 ft wide..and wet and heavy! I got it moved, cleaned out, dry bedding, and hung a small hay feeder inside. I then took to weather proofing it for him...he should stay dry now...and warm. This took a few hours, so I went back to the house to get dinner started for hubby, and to take a small break, after his lunch is packed up I head to the coop. The gutters were so full of leaves and water..YUK. Get the ladder, and was able to get them cleaned out. Whew! What a job!
Back to the house...wet and cold. By evening, I was feeling it...sore muscles...aching hips..fever...this is not good. I sat in front of the wood stove for a few hours...soaking in the heat. By 11 pm, I was in bed...I just felt like I was run over by a truck. This morning....I am in full blown, got the icky blahs. Fever, muscle aches...I drag myself to the barn to do the chores...bring the milk inside..and lay back down for a bit. I didn't get out to let the poultry out until 10 am. I have been sleeping all morning, off and on, wrapped in a blanket by the fire...I feel like poo!

Guess I over did it yesterday, so today I am paying for it. Took some ibuprofen, ate a half of a peanut butter sandwich and I am going to go lay back down. This has to get better....No time to be sick....Holidays coming up.