Remember how I said that I would gradually transition the donkeys
out of their grazing muzzles this week?
So much for that plan.
I couldn't handle the grumpiness...
...so off they went for good as of yesterday.
Lucy and Alan celebrated by comparing profiles.
It's so good to see George smiling again.
Even standing in the barn while it rained all afternoon wasn't bad
because every minute that doesn't involve a grazing muzzle is a good one.
If his mouth weren't full of tumbleweed, I'm sure George would be saying "thanks, mom."
Alan: What he said.