At the dog fennel store on this rainy morning

 

 

They won’t let me touch ’em, but they come runnin’ for a treat. And dog fennel…oooh baby, that’s one of their favorite weeds. Look at those lips go!

 

 

 

 

Here you can see Holly’s new bump. When she knocked off that little horn, we freaked! But Margrett pulled us out of the panic mode in about 1 minute. On the bright side, it’s really easy to tell the girls apart, now.

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