by Arthur Witten | Nov 26, 2017 | Happy
Thriller had her weekly physio massage, then enjoyed a real good “chase” of a bunny once Miss Julie had departed. She, that being Miss Thriller rather than Miss Julie, “chased” said bunny a handful of yards at a time for around three quarters of a mile, slowly...
by Arthur Witten | Oct 12, 2017 | Happy, Nanny
Years ago, when we had more land here, cattle grazed the place. I’d feed them Lucerne (alfalfa?) cubes in the stockyards to get them wanting to go in there whether they needed rounding up or not. It wasn’t long before I could call the cows, and they would “stampede”...
