The Rats Are Back

The Rats Are Back. Fat, brown and glossy. And living in luxury beneath the chicken hut. So TB is out there at all times of the day in company with TYK. (The latter more in hope than anticipation Myself imagines as the rats are about the same size as itself.)

But 'tis extremely muddy and Not At All Suitable for Myself with such delicate paws.

OLAHF on the other hand is gloriously happy. And motoring around at topmost speed again, occasionally executing a rather clumsy 4-paw drift when it hits a more than usually slippery part.