She promptly set up housekeeping in the loose hay, next to the goat pens (where she can forage for the odd kernel of spilled goat feed). She sleeps almost completely covered in the pile of hay you see below, and (for the most part) shuns the nice lavendar quilt I picked up for her. Sigh.


At feeding time, she navigates into the front of the barn for her soupy meal, then ambles back to her turf. Burning calories!


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