Stormy morning 🐎

We wish we were as easy as cats to feed during a downpour:But it’s letting up.  Since we were packed in the stable all night, Rose’s door was knocked down:Who did it, Rose?“Don’t ask me.  I wasn’t looking when it happened.”  

I’m still on lockdown:But I think I’m getting better.I’m standing, and eating my hay.Oh, and here’s a baby bird dislocated by the storm.  We’ll keep him in the tool shed—hopefully out of the way of the cats. 😾

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