tempus fugit

By ceridwen

Mooove it, shake it...

Dance and play it, kick up our heels, celebrate the spring!  That's what we want to do! WHY can't we go out? The sun is shining and the grass is growing but we're stuck here in this stinky old shed and it's silage for supper again.

Well, the farmer says the weather has to warm up or you'll all get chilled. The temperature's only 6C. tonight (that's 43F.) and that's too cold for you,  even though it's late April. Poor cows!

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