Abby Speaks a Day Early

I know it's not officially AbbyDay.
But if you ask me EVERY day is AbbyDay.
I just wanted to butt in, so to speak, and make my opinion know.


Not that I would ever NOT make my opinion known....


Ah hem.
I HATE THIS WEATHER WE ARE HAVING.

I look good even with snow on my fur.

It snowed again today!
That muddy footprint the publicist showed you. It was frozen over and covered with a dusting of snow.
I am getting VERY tired of snow.


In fact when it started I deMAAAAAnded to be let into the barn.

There was no way I was going to stand outside in the cold, melting snow.
I am pregnant.
I deserve a warm, dry barn.

I am not fat, I am pregnant

Don't you think?

Mad Dash for APPLES!

Yesterday you saw that the publicist brought us some yummy apples.
Well guess what?
She brought us some more today!


Are we the luckiest goats EVER?!
She knew we would be excited so she had the male person let us out of our pens.

We ran like the wind to get up to the barn.

Of course that Abby got there first but it didn't matter because we don't get the apples until we are all in our pens.
The boys didn't care though - they were up on their spool maaaaaing for APPLES!

Then the male person let them loose.
Run Brewster, RUN!

Into the barn they ran.

But what's this?

The publicist forgot to unlock Luke's pen!
Oh no!
But she soon fixed it and we all had our apples.
Yum!


She told us that that was the end of them though, and we wouldn't be having any more for a while. Oh, well. They were delicious while they lasted.