“Good morning! The cat-cops have been referring to our new friend as “my Dad.”
“I’ll admit there’s a resemblance, but pretty black cats with touches of white aren’t uncommon.”
“Every time I think about asking Mom, she preemptively gives me one of these looks:”
I would say Momma Eva will tell you when she’s ready, Tux. Other than that, it’s turning out to be a nice, but chilly, morning:
The raspberry bushes are pushing out leaves:
We mentioned yesterday that Rose’s ankles were hurting, so she spent last night in the run:
She’s feeling better. She will still be let out today, but spending the night in the run will keep her from eating too much grass. 🐴
Finally, here’s a video from a couple days ago, of her and Stormy running in from the far pasture:
Hit the brakes, Rosie! 🙀