I let her pick where she wanted to go for an outing last weekend.
She didn’t even need to think about it.
She loves New Ross Farm.
She was hoping for baby kittens to be in the barn again,
But there were no kittens.
There were however a litter of pigs.
She spent over an hour in the barn. (Which meant, I spent over an hour in the barn as well – her father’s allergies keep him far away most animals.)
Gleaning any bits of hay that she could find on the ground,
And feeding it to -the pigs.
