Invasive Species Control Manager

Me's human called me the "invasive species control manager."



Me nots knows what she be's talking bout.



Me's just going to keeps eating these thistles.



They be's yummierest!



Me's and Casey both loves 'em.

Casey be's me bestest friend.

Pebbles Sue Street

Hey all, Pebbles Sue Street here. My mom is Millie, and she says she's too pregnant to bother blogging. So I volunteered to write for her tonight. Maybe she'll feel like writing again before the baby(ies) get here. Who knows?

I know she's told you all about me and my two girls, Sugar and Spice. That's Spice on the log and Sugar in front of me.

I thought I'd tell you what our human did. She let us out in a new area. It has all kinds of tall munchy things for us to browse on. I just love these thistles.

You just have to know how to use your horn to get them out of the grass.

Oh, how embarrassing. I have my mouth open and full of thistle. You do have to chew carefully, you know.

This is Annie. She followed me out here. I know it goes farther than the lane, but I'm not sure I want to go too far away from my barn and barnyard and the pasture I know.

Well, I'm bored, so I'm going to see if I can get my reward from the human. Whenever she has corn, she's my BFF!!