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Friday, April 18, 2008
Mad Cows
We've spent the last few days chasing cows around the paddock. Wayne's cows came around to mow our paddock but they have little respect for electric fences that are not electrified and thoughtfully did some tree pruning while they were here. Ali got to have a good pat with Oscar (ex calf-club bull) while Lily chose to watch from a small distance. Buddy thought the cows were great fun and he especially enjoyed helping Bob (Wayne the farmers dog) to round them up and herd them up the drive and out the gate.
Lily has mastered the fine art of tickling and has taken to attacking the dog without warning and going " tickle ickle ickle" and scratching his chin or tummy. Thank heavens she has stopped tickling me because her fingernails are quite sharp and her tickling is not very gentle.
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