Mr. Patience

Darby and I were spreading ice salt on the Bully Road this evening when I heard a strange grumbling sound …

This face, ears back – furrowed brow, greeted me as I came around the Bully Barn. Oh my! I’d left Paco closed in there from when I’d given him his afternoon snack about fifteen minutes earlier. Ooops! He is so easy going. He was just waiting … and waiting. Rubbing his yellowed muzzle against the door brush.

He gets ‘locked’ into that barn so the jennies don’t steal his afternoon minced carrots and grain mix. They get a bowl too – but are quicker to finish than he. AND eager to help him catch up! 😉