I have lost count of the number of times that my husband has asked the whereabouts of something and my reply has been "Its in the barn". The problem is that inevitably it is a one way trip. For items such as digital thermometers it is understandable... husbands are surprisingly squeamish about using a thermometer that has been used on a horse. "I washed it really well!!???".
The list of what migrates to the barn is as varied as it is long though for the most part they are items from the kitchen or bathroom.

Besides the thermometer, other items from the bathroom end up in the barn: bandages, gauze, antiseptic, antibiotic ointment, pill cutters and grinders. The barn medical kit is better equipped than that in the house. There was one time when day old chicks got into the water trough and I shoved them down my shirt and pants to keep them warm while one by one I dried them off with the hair dryer. Of course it never returned to the house. So I have the occasional bad hair day. It was worth it to save the chicks.

From the kitchen came measuring spoons, mixer, microwave, measuring cups, coffee grinder, mortar and pestle, and spoons.

An old sweatshirt got peeled off my back and cut into a baby jacket when a lamb was going hypothermic. Socks are used as leg wraps and I even tried to fashion a pair of my underwear into an udder support for a ewe.

OK what is the strangest thing that has migrated from the house to your barn?

Later,
Laurie
Hawk Hill Farm
www.hawkhillfarm.ca