The Baby, the Big Girl & the Old Man

This weekend was spent hauling hay to my parents house. Through all the mishaps, we did get dad’s cows covered for hay since winter still isn’t officially over. When we got to my parents house Devil Dawg was picking on Tulsa. I kept saying, come on pick on someone your own size… lol.

When dad came up to the trailer with the tractor, it caught the girls off guard and they quit fighting for a minute.

After their fight, Tulsa must have needed a rest.

and so did Devil Dawg.

When Tbug got out of the car they all attacked her. You’d think our dogs were deprived of lovins.

It’s really though that there are 3 dogs and we’re only built with 2 hands. I bet Tbug wished she was an octopus.

As we started unloading the trailer, Mudflap decided he could jump up there and get hubby all to himself.

When hubby didn’t acknowledge him, Mudflap took things into his own hands…. er paw.

Devil Dawg even got her own lovins without fighting the others.

Eventually Tbug decided that Devil Dawg could pet Tulsa and Mudflap so she didn’t have to feel bad she couldn’t pet all three at once. lol.

And that was just part of our hauling hay experience. Join us next time for rebuilding the dang equipment…..

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