There are burrs in the pasture. Did you know?
Here is a close up of the train wreck that was his forelock.
I've pulled burrs out of his forelock at least six times already. At this rate he won't have a forelock left by the time the snow hits the ground and the burrs are all gone. Ah well, at least he's enjoying himself outside.
No update yet on the other situation. I'm really hoping to have more info in the next five days or so. *sigh*
Happy Birthday Mr. Blue
1 day ago