We are all cold. I don’t believe it is really Spring and there is a gale on its way to make everything worse.
Lambie-Borghini, who I think you will agree has grown, refuses to leave the warmth of the Rayburn, ever. I don’t blame him.
Sometimes there is a bit of a queue for this amenity but everyone seems to share ok, if grudgingly.
I hate this weather – cold, damp, windy and sometimes raining. It makes all my bones ache but I still have to look after my animals.
Taktur is fed daily his Muscular Handsome Prince food. He needs to put on weight – muscle preferably. He is not easy to keep weight on especially in this weather. Hence the rug and I am not a rug person at all.
BeAnne’s lifelong ambition seems to be to turn herself into a muesli bar!
Once he had finished his grub, I returned Taktur to his waiting Fan Club.
Taktur instantly went in to try on their small shed. He was happy to share it with his twin. I think it is nearly impossible to tell them apart (from a distance). Woah – look at that uncanny resemblance!
Little Storm loathes this weather. He is always the last one to go outside and would hang around waiting to come in the house if he thought I would let him.
(sadly, OH says no, though I would in a shot).
So, I have spent the afternoon, having walked the dogs, staying mostly indoors taking photos of Lambie. He is much cleaner now thanks to all your suggestions and he likes being brushed.
Lambie has the most beautiful long eyelashes.
And floofy wool – some of which is very curly-wurly (around his neck) and some is straight (body and head).
Should I comb his curls or leave them?