Chow Time! (But Not for Us)

Hey! What's going on over there? Can anybody tell what's happening?



Wow! Look at the size of that green thing and look at the size of the cows' dinner! Mr. Farmer needs a forklift to carry it! Mom can carry our dinner in her hands.



Those cows sure are patient. If our dinner was that close to us we would be going crazy. Mr. Farmer is unrolling the bale and the cows just stand there and watch him. Why don't they just dive in and start eating? Speaking of eating, is there anything around here for us to eat? You two keep an eye on them and we'll check around.



Aaahhh! Yummm! Chow Time! (Not that it really looks very yummy to us but the cows seem to be enjoying it.)





We never did find anything to eat. But we looked at Mom and Aunt Bec and they found treats for us. It's good to have servants.

The Morning Routine

Now that Mom is going to work again, we have our morning routine. We wake up and run to back door to go outside.

We come back in the house and run back to the bedroom and jump into Mom's bed.



We sleep another 45 minutes or hour.

We get up again and get fed.



We go outside one more time.

We go to jail for the day.