Dog

Sirloin, the cow's eye is still there in her head, Thank God, but it is all white, so she is probably blind, can we say Sirloin will be a sirloin or two or five?
Leila, my mother's precious baby one year old Sheltie, is now a muddy mess. I took her out so she could go potty and she followed me as far as the bridge over the creek and refused to be carried over it. I left her thinking that meant she would stay on the other side of the muddy creek since she doesn't like to cross it when it's dry. However, shortly after crossing the bridge, I heard splashing as she jumped into a giant collection of cow created holes in the mud full of water and (probably) cow pee. Yay! I yelled and she got back out and I made her SIT beside a tree and STAY until I got back from checking the cows where they stood across the sunny field in a mud hole in the one spot of shade.
In lighter news, Butterscotch the Chicken followed me as far as the creek as well, but she was smart enough to wait at the edge and not get covered in cow-pee mud. That's what I call Smart Chicken!