Stormy

We've gotten some rain. The barnyard is muddy.

It's raining again, so there's nothing to do but stand in the barn and munch on hay.

I'm glad the human opened this part of the barn for us. It's not so leaky.

Myson seems to have made himself cozy right in the middle of the building.

Guess we'll just sit here and hope it doesn't get too bad.

Make Up Your Mind

I do believe the human is confused. She has me shut in so that I can eat and eat and eat and gain weight and get ready for winter. See the fuzzy coat I'm growing.

Now she wants me to share with Muffin????

I don't think I can do both. I can't share the hay and shelter with Muffin. Doesn't my Bambi need a tub of hay all to herself too? I need privacy for my daughter and me. I'm just trying to make sure my baby has enough to eat.

Now, that human is threatening to kick me out of the nice warm shelter because something about Muffin being more thin than me.

Make up your mind!

Crowing About It

The human was busy on the farm yesterday. Somebody was crowing about it.

The human was moving the panel so we would have more room in here. Bud looks a bit crazy doesn't he. He really, really wanted to go see what was on the other side. His brain surgery doesn't seem to have worked. I don't think he's any smarter.

Can you see how much more room she's giving us in here? Look at the difference in the floor. I hope she's planning on cleaning the floor out for us. We want a nice new deep bed of straw to munch on.

What does she do that's more important than taking care of us?