The sun did not shine. It was too wet to play. So we stood in the barn all that cold, cold, wet day.
I stood there with Bella. We stood there we two. And I said, “How I wish we had something to do!”
Too wet to go out with the pastures like stew… So we stood in the barn and admired the great view.
At first we made faces, then we squealed at each other. But we’re really great friends, so we groomed one another.