Jammies the stingy mini-Mancha came in heat this morning. She stood at the fence and bawled like a calf.
"Come on Jammies," said the farmer. Off Jammies went to see Cowboy, taking her little bag of candy milk with her.
Jammies went in with Cowboy and their love came to fruition before the farmer could close the gate behind her. Jammies turned around and knocked politely at the gate.
"You are going to stay in there for a while, Jammies," said the farmer. "Just to be on the safe side."
The farmer went in the house and Jammies started running. She was almost always one step ahead of Cowboy, indicating to him quite clearly that she had gotten over her crush on him. Back and forth they ran all day, with Jammies trying to snatch mouthfuls of hay as she ran past the feeder.
I watched the little bag of milk bounce around.
I could have told Jammies how to get out of there. My Aunt Hannah Belle showed me one time.
But I guess if she wants to keep that milk for herself she can just figure it out on her own, using her keen mini-Mancha intelligence.
