Monday is the day of rest for all pups. Early to rise, equals early to eat, a lot of chasing and playing first thing in the a.m., then resting on the pillows for hours. Only waking to hear the rooster crow, cow moo or the bleat of a goat kid looking for their ma.
Next thing you hear is the bus stopping and the sound of someone coming up the steps quickly. Yeah, they are as excited as I am to get out. Freedom approaches as the door opens and we slip by….wahoo as we dart around the lawn pausing for a second, then taking off again as if struck by lightning… yeah we’re free.