Chunky Monkey!

Chunky Monkey! Chunky Monkey! Monkey! Monkey! Monkey! Chunky Monkey!

Can't you just hear my excitement? Becca is a cow. An itchy, furry, fatty patty cow.

She has really not been herself since the move. She's been aloof. Flighty. She really doesn't handle change well. Tonight I got some Becca love. This comes in the form of a hug and wet kisses. For the first time since we moved here she snuggled. I am so glad to have my girl back.

Soon we will have green grass. This is bad for the Bec. This means restricted turnout and a grazing muzzle. She is not going to be a happy camper. In the meantime she munches on old, dry grass just outside my window. How lucky am I? My life is blessed.