On Thursday it rained the blessed day long. Lydia looked like a very muddy drowned rat.
So I tied her up and literally hosed her down. She hated it! You'd think it was pure torture!
Yesterday she'd fluffed up enough that I got this much fur out of ten minutes' brushing.
The pallet fort Younger Daughter and her friend started a few weeks ago has grown to something like five rooms and a front porch. They found a cache of items a thrift store was throwing away, and harvested a bunch o' stuff for their fort. It's quite luxurious inside!
Here they've started a campfire (with a sheet of tin braced behind it to cut the wind) and are cooking dinner.