Even stranger than the sun’s indecision about where it is getting up and going down, is the new two-legged one that has been bringing the hay into the park occasionally. Longhair, which is what me and the cousins call it, is half the size of Twoleggs and a jolly sight more nimble too! It has much more hair than Twoleggs but that is not difficult as the sun can fairly bounce off Twolegs silly hornless head.
Some of the cousins think that Longhair might be a she! What ever next?
Wylde the calf