Noble and the mud

There is one constant, every winter – Noble hates the mud.  Once it reaches a certain point of sloppiness, there is nothing that will entice him to cross the ‘bog’ to reach the higher ground and grass.  This has been going on for years.  Even when Java was around, we had to take the long … More Noble and the mud

The herd falls ill

There are two things that should tug at any feeling heart string – a sick child and a sick animal.  Not only are they suffering from the discomfort of the ailment, but both share a somewhat confused aspect, as if unsure why they are being punished in this way.  Depending upon the age, you can … More The herd falls ill