We are not sure what to make of the ducks that brazenly stalk us at the screen door every morning. What isn’t shown here is the size of her tail. It is puffed up twice as big as it’s normal size and I can’t help but smile as she so earnestly protects her lady that feeds her.
Did I mention the whiteout blizzard we had last week? Unbelievable for April, in my humble opinion, but we are so grateful for the moisture. Matilda enjoyed the sunshine from inside her warm house while I waded through knee-deep snow to get chores done.
At the request of a few of Matilda’s closest friends, here is a post to let you in on a day in her life on the ranch.
She likes to wake me up about this time to watch it with her. Patrick is already up and out the door feeding cows and horses.
I know I’ve shared that shot before but I love it, and it’s almost an every day thing.
She caught a mouse the other night and played with it for a while. She woke us up at 3am and we’d had enough of the running and jumping. Patrick had to end it and ‘Tilda was bummed out. She enjoys the chase and would have killed it eventually but we just couldn’t wait any longer. She forgot about it after a while and finally settled down. Now she crouches and hunts a lot more often than when we first got here.