Poor Huxley. His weekend has been just awful outside of the 4H event Saturday morning. Nothing to do but sit around and watch birds.
When he would like so much to be “playing” with Alice.
I could only enter one boy for Portland, so of course I entered Pilot. And then Huxley comes in to glorious coat and looks the best he ever has in his life.
Which probably means that Pilot is about to blow coat . . . probably about Wednesday or Thursday . . .