I've just woken up and mum's late as usual. . .
I want to go out in my field and EAT!
hmm. . .there's some spilt hay in the doorway which I can
snuffle up while I wait
AT LAST! out thru the barn door into the morning sunshine
and a walk down my field to find the sweetest grass
where I'm joined by my field-mate Joseph
who thinks he's my shadow.
I walk, he walks. . .
I stop and eat, he stops and eats. . .
I scratch an itch. . .
so he scratches an itch.
I have to eat very quickly in case he gets more grass than me
I keep telling him that ALL the grass is mine and
he can have the nettles, but he doesn't listen
so I'll eat as much as I can before it's time
to go in this evening. . .