Gwen is getting too smart for her britches

Yesterday morning, I couldn’t find Gwen.  I went out to the back-side of the pond to see if she was in the woods, but didn’t find her.  As I was walking back I though to myself, I hope she didn’t head down the driveway again, but then I remembered that I shut the gate after Wally left so she had to be on the property somewhere.  That’s when I looked at the ShelterLogic Hay House and saw that the sides were unzipped.  I knew I zipped them up after I took hay out of it the evening before so I looked inside.  There was Gwen helping herself to hay.

I pushed her out and went on with doing my chores.  Later in the afternoon however, I found her in there again.  I guess we have a problem now.  We really don’t want her in there helping herself to hay, not to mention the amount of stool that will end up in there.  We plan to set up her house in the next couple of days and I guess we’ll need to get her her own hay bale to munch on.  There is not much grass left now and even though I had given her two full tubs of hay, she was probably hungry.

What Gwen wants, Gwen pretty much gets these days.

I just wish there was a way we could feed hay from round bales without so much wastage.  I wish there was a way we could put a round bale so the horses can eat on one side and Gwen can eat on the other.  We’ll have to think about that.

This morning, I sent an e-mail to the owner of MM telling her my side of the story.  I don’t know what she was told about my termination, but I am pretty sure she was probably told that I was stealing.  Not that I expect that sending the e-mail is going to make a difference, but I did feel like I wanted her to know.  I did like the owner an awful lot.

It’s really cold out this morning and I am not looking forward to going out.  I just checked and Gwen is still lying down, the horses are anxiously waiting for their grain.  Of course the cats are anxious to get their food.  I need to get my butt in gear soon.

Yesterday I made Morning Glory Muffins using the original recipe created by Chef Pam McKinstry in 1978 for her restaurant on Nantucket Island. The recipe was first published in Gourmet Magazine in 1981, and in 1991 it was chosen as one of the magazine’s 25 favorite recipes from the past 50 years.  I can tell you that I will make it again. Recipe follows:

Ingredients

1 1/4 cups Sugar
2 1/4 cups unbleached all-purpose flour
1 tablespoon ground cinnamon
2 teaspoons baking soda
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 cup shredded, sweetened coconut
3/4 cup raisins
1 large apple (peeled and grated)
1 cup (8 ounces) crushed pineapple (drained)
2 cups grated carrots
1/2 cup coarsely chopped pecans or walnuts
3 large eggs
1 cup vegetable oil
1 teaspoon pure vanilla extract

Directions

Position a rack in the lower third of the oven and preheat to 350 degrees F.

Sift or whisk together the sugar, flour, cinnamon, baking soda, and salt into a large bowl. Add the coconut, raisins, apple, pineapple, carrots, and nuts, and stir to combine.

In a separate bowl, whisk the eggs with the oil and vanilla. Pour into the bowl with the dry ingredients and blend well.

Spoon the batter into muffin tins lined with muffin cups, filling each to the brim. Bake for 35 minutes or until a toothpick inserted into the middle comes out clean. Cool muffins in the pan for 10 minutes, then turn out onto a rack to finish cooling.

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For the vegetable oil, I used extra virgin olive oil, but next time, I’ll use coconut oil which I wish I had thought of before using the olive oil.

I am going to get some more leaf lard next week to render.  Spot goes to the processor next Tuesday and am going to have the processor save his fat so I can render that as well.

Yesterday afternoon, I found a stash of 21 duck eggs.  Bonanza!!!!!  I can’t believe Rose didn’t eat them.  I LOVE duck eggs!!!!  Hopefully they’ll continue laying there.  I’ll be doing lots of cooking and baking over the coming days.  For supper tonight: Sausage Carbonara!

Oh I so don’t want to go outside, but it can’t be avoided.

Until later …