|Jackson's good side.|
|Jackson's other side. He sure does look like a Paint. A Poopy Paint.|
|Excuse me, what did you just call me??!!|
|He's walking a bit better on his Duck Tape brand duct tape foot. It's sort of like Kleenex here in the US -- the real name is facial tissue, but we all say Kleenex. Same with the Duck Tape. It's the most common brand of duct tape.|
While we were eating breakfast, the sun left and the clouds moved in. By the time we went outside, it looked like this:
We got to work. By lunchtime it was dark and threatening rain. By then, I pruned four fruit trees but I didn't try to clean up Jackson. It was too cold with the sun gone. The dogs kept me company.
While I pruned the trees, Brett rode Flash and the dogs picked the remaining apples from the trees.
The goats were making noise in the background. I'm not sure if Bella had jumped out again. If she did, Sedona chased her right back in. Kersey was tracking the activity -- and giving herself whiplash. Stay with mom? Go with Sedona? Such difficult decisions --
I walked over to check on the goats. All of them were standing on top of the tallest boulder. I guess it's easier to keep an eye on Sedona that way...
|Whiskey, Little Bear, Thistle, Bella, Cowboy|