With the temperature dropping into the thirties the past few nights, and an able and willing ranchsitter at the ready,
the time was right to winterize the pig palace.
First Ethel had to convince Wynonna to find temporary quarters elsewhere.
The princess was not pleased.
Then it was time to rake and level a year's worth of accumulated dirt and bits of straw.
It's a messy, dusty, nasty job, but Ethel was laughing behind her bandana.
Ethel laughs at anything.
Ok, so maybe she wasn't laughing when she had to pick up the half bale of new straw and dump it in.
But I sure was laughing when she dove in to spread it around and fluff it up.
Then all of the princess's blankets had to be shaken out. Ethel used the opportunity to practice her matador skills.
Wynonna: Is my room ready?
Wynonna: Ethel, you do nice work.
Wynonna: Wake me up when it's spring.