Sister herds Nocona along into his trailer directing him to where the food is. Poor horse knows where to find his dinner. But Sis feels she is not doing her job if she doesn't herd him or the chickens. Then she needs to supervise over filling the chickens water tub, catching any stray squirts of water. There are times both she and Lil Bub come in soaking wet.
Occassionally our neighbors dog, Weiner, comes over to lend a hand... er... paw with the chores. I usually crack open an egg or two for him. He seems painfully thin and underfed. None of my business, but I joyfully give him eggs. Stops over for some hugs and a game of get the stick and heads back home.
Caitlin doesn't like Weiner at all. If she sees him outside, she sticks her nose in the air and goes back in the house. She doesn't like being treated like a fluffy little white and black ball to be mauled and rolled all over. Such a snotty little girl.
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