|"Whatca doing, hu, hu?"|
|Look at those ears!|
|This is going to leave a mark.|
|How can you not love this face?|
|A momma's love|
These little things are such a joy to raise.
I was able to get the little hut built for them in the weaning pen tonight. It's not pretty by no means but it will serve the purpose it's intended to.
The wife made it home for getting the lumber for the breeder pens and only had to call me six times. I would rather her call to make sure about something rather than buy it and me have to take it back.