The publicist and the male person went on a picnic on Saturday.
That was very nice for them but THEY DID NOT TAKE US!
Harumph!
Can you imagine such a thing?
They left us here at the Farm. Alone!
Harumph again!
They went and saw pretty things like this
and this
and to top it all off they saw one of my cousins!
At first he was very hard to find in the brush.
Then he stood up!
That's right! A yearling moose!
A moose is a ruminant just like me.
Only bigger.
And funnier looking.
OK - maybe that wasn't so nice but you have to admit that moose are rather funny looking critters.
After the publicist took a bunch of photos he started to hide himself in the brush.
Can YOU find the moose?
The publicist and male person had a very nice picnic.
Or so I heard.
It's not like I was THERE or anything....
Tomorrow: Wordless Wednesday