Cold toes

It's cold here in the village, it's minus 20 C at 9 pm Thursday evening- I'm enjoying a cup of hot tea as I type because it even seems cold in the house- you need a sweater on- and here we are used to the balmy plus 20 (72F) that Micah keeps the house in Manitoba with the outdoor wood boiler. The boys got back to schoolwork today, and I'm sure we'll adjust to the time change soon. I made a pot of hot spicy soup for supper tonight.
Not sure how cold its supposed to get tonight, but last night Garry put a little heater in the milkhouse to keep it from freezing in there. The waterbowls were frozen for the cows this morning, but got working during the day and were still working when Garry went out to feed the evening grain an hour ago. The tractor is being kept in the barn again so it will start. I brought back a block heater for the tractor but it needs to be installed before they can use it.
Garry was excited to report that after 2 milkings today there was 300 liters of milk, so after the evening (3rd) milking he should have his first 400 liter day.
The puppy grew while we were gone, as did the two kittens who are still hanging out in the house. Mooska must have found a different warm spot, she doesn't seem to want to come in (it seems the milking ladies are feeding her and the puppy) Turns out somebody let Polo off his chain when I left and he runs around the barn and yard following Luba. However he seems to like hanging out in the house since we got home as you can see.
I forgot to mention that with the bombing in Moscow the airport in Kiev had a stepped up security force (never really noticed any before) but there were police patroling the grounds and terminals with german shepherd dogs and Garry said they were checking people's passports- in Ukraine everyone carries their passport for ID- one is issued when Ukrainians turn 16 for in the country, they have to apply for a different one for international travel. Since Garry had not brought his with him when he came to meet us, its a good thing he looks like a foreigner and no one asked him for his.