I'll be leaving Friday morning to visit my mom in Florida.
The ranchsitter arrived yesterday for a few days of remedial training.
We went out early this morning to bring in the herd and had great difficulty finding them.
They may have been intentionally hiding from the ranchsitter's shoes.
George: Is she really using her teeth to put that halter on?
Lucy: You look like Ethel, and you smell like Ethel,
but those shoes? You might be an alien disguised as Ethel.
Lucy eventually overcame her objections to Ethel's footwear.
Lucy: Can't wait to see what she wears tomorrow.
George: As long as you sneak me hay treats, you can wear whatever you want.