Winter is back again in our little pasture in South Texas and am I glad I live in South Texas and not up north where snow blankets the ground: I had enough of that when I lived in North Carolina! The grass is a little sparse, but our mistress has provided us with plenty of hay. She is also feeding us a flake of alfalfa every day, on top of our regular feed. and, every once in  a while a couple of those yummy apple-flavored treats.

About a couple of months ago we had a new addition to our little pasture family. Her name is Miss Isabel and she is a Brangus heifer. She’s kinda cute and is a good companion for Bobby, the Brayford calf who now follows her around like a little lost puppy dog.

Sorta sad Christmas season is over and our mistress has taken down all the decorations. Ziggy and I both got to wear our Santa hats and got special treats Christmas day. Barnaby, the Boer goat, got miffed because he didn’t get to wear a Santa hat, although he, Nikki and Mikey were happy to get their special Christmas treats. Of course, I know Christmas isn’t all about Santa hats and special treats, but the coming of the Christ child. You thought we animals don’t know about the Christ child? Hey, where did Mary place her new born baby? Well, it wasn’t a fancy crib, and a manger isn’t found inside a house. You humans think a stable is a terrible place for a baby, but the hay was dry and sweet-smelling, and the heat from the animals’ bodies kept the place warm. Sp, believe it or not, we played as much a role in the coming of the Christ child as you humans did.