On Christmas Day when we drove up to the gate to feed the Golden Girls, we found them snoozing in the sun.

They were stretched out in the dry grass, grooving on the sun warming their sweet old bones.

The rest of the herd was at the other end of the pasture, so I guess it felt safe for the girls to kick their feet up and relax.

Could be they stayed up a little too late on Christmas Eve waiting for Santa, or had one too many toddies at the Christmas party.


More likely they were simply taking advantage of all that glorious sun.


Here’s hoping you had an equally restful holiday.

And if not, there’s still time for that nap.