Feed Me!

I’m not turning my head sideways and squeezing it through this letterbox just for a pat on the nose; I’d like some of that lovely lush grass that for some unbeknown reason you’re not eating.

Too much time at the laptop addles the brain so a short walk around Goldings meadow was needed. This Billy would love to join me in the meadow, as the grass is cropped close to the ground in the sheep field he presides over.