Been getting naked.
She is as fascinated with the endings as she was the beginnings.
Our late season beginning is still bounding along, and as the evidence on his extremely black muzzle will attest packing on the calories he needs for the weather.
And we’re of course continuing our contributions to Cllouseau’s winter insulation. As the evidence on his muzzle will attest, grazing has been good. He rubs the patch on top of his nose bare sticking his head shoulder deep into hay bales for the good stuff the cows can’t reach, and it’s been growing back beautifully this year. We were able to open new pasture for them yesterday, so weather providing maybe he can get a little more back before he’s sanding the velvet away again.
Meanwhile. I don’t know. The pug wasn’t talking and I didn’t ask.
Had a library day on Saturday and she was disappointed in the lack of other kids there to play with, so we tried our hands at the game terminals. No matter what I tried the rabbit wouldn’t stop doing this:
I did not like that rabbit and we left.
Besides, she missed her cars. I have purchased her an actual human-baby replica that says mama and everything, but this mama only has room in her heart for her little four wheeled babies.
Overall a happily unremarkable little weekend. Watching fall fade and getting ready for winter.