It is raining here ever so hard and apart from The Owner getting very wet on the way home for lunch because he didn't believe the forecast and didn't take a jacket with him to work this morning, I actually quite like the rain. You understand that my concern about The Owner's well being is only borne from the knowledge that he will get wet, then cold and then grumpy. The down side of all the rain and stuff is that all y efforts at weeing up post, trees and other bits and bobs all get undone as it gets washed away. So on the way home I nearly ran out of wee and only just managed to find enough to do the tree on the front path to the cottage. It was a bit of a struggle! On the walk back despite the fact that it is still raining and everything had been washed away again I was unable to repair the damage and so at the moment my territory is largely unprotected. This leaves me feeling quite vulnerable at the moment. So the walk back to work was a more straightforward process than I would normally have done; until I got to the paddock by the old barn! Can we have a few dramatic chords at this point? In the paddock is a cow with two young calves, only a few days old, so I wandered up the grass bank for a closer look at mother and child. Then I saw it! What on earth is going on here? Is this right?
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