Bonnie is so spoiled after being served bread every morning that she comes up bawling for it. The bread is almost gone, so she's going to be making all that racket for nothing in a day or two.
Why must horses be such pigs?
Yesterday when Cliff and I went walking, Clyde was feeling playful. He followed behind us, bucking and running and even letting out a staccato moo every once in awhile; we got a good laugh out of that, although it worried his mother. I would loved to have gotten a video of his shenanigans, but, as happens with all youngsters, by the time I got the camera out he was done performing.
I'm loving our level-payments on propane and electricity. The payments are the same year around, no surprises. It's so much easier to budget.
How's that for a random and uninspired entry?