The first cutting of the hay in the pasture happened this week.
All bunched up and ready for baling:
This morning after the bales have been collected:
Hay cutting always brings out all sorts of predators looking for things that got cut up.
This time it brought out a rare species of West Virginia feral Smithfield dog.
Of course, these dogs are not Smithfields. They are Old English sheepdog crosses.
This is their father, who was also out.
The mother is a small yellow Labrador cross.
And there is not a drop of border collie blood.
five trillion stars for ditty code blue :)
They were running the round balers through the fields for the second time this year on my way home from work today. We’ve had a LOT of rain, bet we will see a lot more cuttings than usual.