|The first shades of morning.|
|Shades of pink emerge.|
Misty: "Quit lookin' at the sky. Can't you see I'm starvin' here?!"
|My favorite shades of gray.|
(And you can see that Misty is far from starvin'.)
SaraJane LOVES her Progressive Diet Balancer pellets. After scarfing down her pellets in her stall next door, she visits Misty's stall to Hoover-up the few pellets Misty always leaves behind in her grain bin.
|SaraJane: "As long as I'm here, I might as well help myself to Misty's hay too."|
The girls get some loose hay in their troughs and a larger portion in their individual Porta-Grazers, to slow them down a bit. They go back and forth between the stalls, nibbling from both slow feeders and troughs.
Barn chores done; horses fed; manure scooped.
|Shades of gold are joining the pinks.|
|Shades of gold chasing shades of pink.|
|The gold has consumed the pink.|
It's time for me to go inside and get ready for work.
What a great way to start the day.