We haven't been urging Pi to go outside. Bless her little heart, she goes to the door and whines when she has to go but by the time we get boots and coats on it's too late. Today the sun was out so we tried to get her outside a couple of times after DH had plowed a clear area for her. Naturally she ran outside, avoided the plowed area, ran into the deepest snow which is taller than her belly and squatted there. Told her that if she kept doing that she was going to freeze something important.
But strange enough, our suspicions about her origins just keep looking more and more likely. She knows what eggs are. Grabbed one out of the container I'd used to gather eggs and took off with it. Tried to bite it but wound up breaking it and dove at it like it was a thick juicy steak......like she has been hunting down eggs in a barn since she was old enough to totter around. She also is lactose tolerant. LOVES milk. No barfs no runs, guzzles it down like she has been given milk fresh from a cow since she was weaned. I told DH animals will tell you their story if you listen to them.
Feel better, Granny. Not fair feeling bad on your birthday. I'd demand a redo!
Im a someone! I think it has finally stopped. I hope. Now comes the bitter cold? Umm.. I thought its been here for a couple days now.
