Not picturesque

Dad had to go out on some business this morning and Other Dad had to stay in for the British Gas engineer, so we were put out to graze early. It was damp, grey and muddy and not picturesque, so here's another snowy snap by the gate in our field.

We came in at 4.00 after a longish day grazing in the watery sunshine. Dad could tell I had been at grass longer than usual since my glands were rather swollen. We were wormed with Equitape today also. Dad administered it to Dibby and me: one whole 600 g tube each and another 150 g or so and, for about the first time, he was able to get me to swallow it without dribbling it all back over him. There were lots of mints afterwards to take away the taste and then tea. Cobs always like to make the best of it.