... those were the first words in a message from our barn owner... so what do I do?



That's right, I panic.



My boyfriend and I drop everything and we race to the barn. We arrive at the barn to find The Squirt looking quite unconcerned.



The Squirt:

"Munch munch. Do I really have to come in? Can't you see that I'm eating?"

*head disappears into bale*

"Munch munch."

*Wanders to other side of bale as 'Mom' approaches*

"Munch munch. I don't… Continue