There’s not a lot of grass left:
The pretty gray cat is back for breakfast:
Last night we finished our early shipment of hay, which was getting a little brown (but still edible). Now we’re into some newer hay, which is greener and sweeter:
Here I am in the middle of all this tasty hay goodness, and the horses are heading to the far pasture:
Suit yourselves—more for me! 🐴