Otto led the play today. He wanted to go far. The weather is a bit cold, but not too cold. They played in Nebraska … one of our paddocks. I like that the kids can go far and explore without those pesky parents. It reminds me of Little Rascals or The Famous Five. Kids running around without adult supervision. Learning how to deal with the environment. Hot fences, big trees, empty lakes. When I checked on them, I could hear them before I could see them. So loud! Whose kids are these?!
They collected giant branches. Carried all the way home. Not sure what role those branches will play in future games, but they have been harvested and set in the barn for easy access.
Hunter day today, so the kids wore bright “see me” attire. And a fat, gray lump of a cat joined them all the way.
He’s the peoples poofle. Not a mouser. No, no. He does one job, keep the kiddies happy. Farmer’s wife opinion? That cat catches no mouse. Useless.
Z wanted to trek to our neighbours house … on a Sunday … during lunch .. without warning. I advised to play in the field instead. She was not happy with that direction.
Z loves to tell you all about her size and age appropriate challenges. Today, she would like you to know that she can walk under the electric fence because she is little. I did warn her about the pom-pom. She compensated accordingly.