It has been raining since Tuesday.
She had to break out her mud boots.
Mud season has arrived IN DECEMBER!
It is not supposed to be here until May.
There are big puddles everywhere.
The stupid chickens think they are watering holes.
Stupid birds!
We goats are not happy either.
We had to spend ALL DAY FRIDAY in the barn.
Can you believe such a thing?
When we came out our pen was a MESS!
Nothing but mud, mud, mud.
Abby and her kids wanted to find some dry space.
Can you see me?
I am hiding!
See?
Abby and her kids chased me out of the goat house.
I was not happy.
This is my opinion of the weather.
Maybe if I smile nicely at the publicist she will make it go away.
What do you think?
Even Sherpa the Farm cat is not happy about this rain.
He meowed and meowed at the publicist.
She told us all to suck it up.
She said at least our hooves and paws stayed on our feet unlike her boots which got sucked off by the mud.
Well!
The male person said he just wished it was all snow.
I do not agree.
