Word from the meadow
We are pleased to repawt that the 2foots are slaving hard. All of our best fine hay is now cut and mum turns half an acre of it by paw every 2 hours in full sun, and mummy absolutely loves the sun *snigger*.
This will continue buntil Chewsday when it will be gathered, bagged and then brought to the burrow to store in Buncle J's woodshed which he is very excited about.