I had somewhere to go last night, so I put all the young ones (Clancy, Oakley and Fergal) in their crates. Then I went outside to start my truck and warm it up. I came back in the house to find this…..
That’s the top of the piano by the way; she’s parked on my shirt. Really Reba, I wasn’t going to wear that shirt, so you can’t keep me home by sitting on it. Or maybe that’s her way of keeping me close while I’m gone? ❤