Oh...that wasn't nice. Poor Czar, he seems to be at the receiving end of Skylar's baloney a lot lately. Itch, itch, scratch.
Heigh, heigh....hay, hay....he deserved it.....
I had to have a long talk with the big meanie about his antics. I told him that he had to be nice to his pasture mate...that they were sort of like brothers and brothers have to be nice to each other.
I told him that if they didn't get along that they would have to sit in a chair together until they worked it out....no wait....that was the boys when they were little....I told him that if he wasn't nice, no more treats for him. He was sad at first, but then saw the error of his ways.
I'll be nice, you can count on me. Where's my treat??
Czar isn't so sure, he's keeping an eye out for any more shenanigans.
Umm...I dont' blame him, I think I should have been keeping an eye out for Skylar's shenanigans too...he shed all over me. The nerve.
While those guys were horsing around, this guy was busy working.
Fixing the tarp over my Mom's woodpile. It had taken off like a kite and flew across the yard.
He does OK for being a city boy.