02/18/2025
Sasha and I on our way out to milk this morning.
As I sat down to milk, Sasha put her right paw on my sleeve, which is her way of saying "I love you, can I have some please".
"Sasha that's not where you belong". At that point, she moved to the right about a foot or so. She knows that if she lines up just right, I can hit her with deadly accuracy when it's her time.
She started licking the ramp, apparently cleaning up whatever may have been left over last night. "Sissy", I said, "you know I love you too, but you have to wait". Time rolls in, and as she's patiently waiting, she starts licking the ramp again.
"I know you're hungry, nonetheless, you'll have to wait". "By the way, did you know that nonetheless is a compound word, made from three separate words"?
She just looked at me!
Soon after, there she was, sitting happily seemingly grinning, as she washed the milk from her muzzle.
I think the cold is getting to me.
