I believe I've mentioned Biscuit's outsider status. It seems to be getting worse.
If anything she's drifted further apart.
First, she was the only one who didn't gaze wistfully at the yard next door as it was being mown yesterday:
Then she appeared utterly uninterested in today's lunch:
I figured it was because she was sick to death of hay, but even a trusty carrot left her cold:
And to think I was asking Mick if we could kidnap her and keep her under the house when we had that rainstorm...
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