I’m ready to eat, but Iris, Misty, and Stormy are taking their time (don’t trip over the ball, Misty):
Now that these three are in their stalls, I’m free to sneak out the gate:
Sometimes I think about walking over to say hello to the cats, but they never look up from their food:
The funny thing about me is, I like being outside the fence while the gate is open, but as soon as it’s closed behind me, I feel locked out, and worry that I’ll never be allowed back with the herd:
There’s safety in numbers! 🐎
Anyway, let’s watch 60 seconds of me munching on grass this morning:
🐴