Sophie says, “Good morning!” from inside the house. “It rained last night, so I’m keeping my white hair away from all the new mud.”
I wish we could keep away from it so easily:
Iris and Rose are having their hay by the gate, up the incline, so their hay will stay as dry as possible:
I’m having what little grass there is outside of the gate:
What are you looking at, Iris?
Oh! The Fedex man left us something!
Once again, we’re grateful for our friends like Farmer Rich:
He spreads all our poopies on his fields. It’s good fertilizer! 🐴