We are now short of barley straw, but Andrew, our supplier at Pen y Bont, is not expected for a couple of weeks. To Andrew’s farm to get hay as a stop gap. Donkeys can put to much weight on if they only have hay, so straw is less nutritious but it is bulky which fills them up.

“Do want cats?”, says Andrew. His farm cats keep having litters. “Help yourself to as many as you want”.

“Our dogs chase and kill small and white fluffy things, so I think best not!”.

Loaded up with twelve bales and off back home. There’s a clue in the clouds – just after we got moving there was a cloud-burst. Wet hay – not good.
The hay is given the once over for new smells cats, As the bales were damp, we spread them out to dry off.
Harry

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