Good morning! I’ll be gone tomorrow, and I’ll tell you why on Monday.
It’s supposed to get close to 50 today. That aside, I’m in a bit of a mood. I whined until my hay and grain were brought out to me:
This poor chicken will appreciate the next few days of warmer weather—she still has to grow in some neck feathers (her neck looks like it belongs on a dragon):
And who’s this, joining Tails and Eva for breakfast?
Uh-oh, it looks like another stray cat is making their home at the farm, just like Tails and Eva:
Well, kitty, hang around, don’t run from the cat-cops, and become part of our farm family. 😺