We recently met the one of the new members of the barn and pasture security team.

Apparently this grey ball of silky fluff is responsible for the staging area by the gate. It’s a big responsibility and little grey is totally up to the job.

She’s been quite serious, but willing to at least greet us and allow me to stroke her beautiful fur.



But only for a minute.

There are after all standards to maintain.


She isn’t on the job every time we’re out feeding the Golden Girls, but I’ve seen her quite often. She’s getting to know me which feels especially nice now that we’ve lost Mija.


Doesn’t the Universe work in wonderful ways?