Hibernating

The prairie dogs are fine – I know some of you were wondering. They’re spending a lot of time in their nest, cuddled up together with a pair of RJ’s old jeans and all of their bedding around them to keep them warm. I’m not even sure I’ve seen Pebbles for more than a week. She doesn’t like to climb, lazy fat thing that she is. Not that Wilma and Betty are that much better.

(And as I write this, who should climb out of her nest? Pebbles. I bet she’s hungry.)

So photos are going to be scarce for awhile – unless we can figure out a way to warm up the house, bring in more sunlight, and coax them out of their nice warm beds.

In the meantime, here’s a shot of them taken in October, before it got cold. They used to sleep in this food bin, all lined up like little loaves of bread.