When first we started there were four of us, all ginger, and Max. Time has passed. The ginger pride are ghost cats, appart from Elmo. Now the house holds Max, oldest, tabby farm cat, dark, usually found sleeping on a cushion, Elmo, last of the Gingers, beautiful handsome and wonderful who still walks to the high hill top. And now there is Baggage and Bundle, silver mischief in sharp clawed kitten form. The adventures continue.
3 comments:
For two dogs to roll up that bale is very impressive... now all Rosie has to do is work out how to get down!!
It's a long way down for such a small puppy.
Bella:" Anyone seen the cats?"
Flossie " I think Rosie rolled them up inside the hay bale!"
Rosie: "Oops!"
I have spent time on a Texas ranch & with horses in Calif but have never never seen sushi hay!
I am still following your site- love your illustrations/art.
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