Love Hazel’s curlyness
at Mom telling him to not clack/mingle with the riffraff.
I had to do a Forced March of my larger field this morning to find the muzzle Bugs (mini) got off last night after dark. I take it off at that last nightcheck, he saved me the trouble
But it’s a lovely morning & the mud has dried so I was able to see my pasture had come in very nice this year, w/o losing a boot.
“Large” in my case is ~2ac, but my wonky knees protested even that much walking
Of course, muzzle was in the smaller field
But if I’d checked there first, no stroll in the big one