Jane has never gone this long without posting. The length of time away is making her feel very weird about posting again, so she is speaking in the third person, which is quite dumb, since we know it’s her. She would like to thank you for hanging in with her through a difficult time.
(My upheaval is down heaving, thank God.)
Murphy, this morning, on his 4 month birthday. He’s hitting an uneven growth spurt, and he’s getting much darker. I have no idea what his color may be called (Daisy?) but I think he’s going to shed out into that beautiful seal shade that is on his neck.
I am rusty in many areas, photography among them. Out of the 100 photos I shot today, the above is the only one in which Murphy has legs.
Why yes, a redwood tree has sprouted out of his back. I was hoping you won’t notice.
But hey, on the HUGE scale, check out his size against Barbie.
His height does cause some issues with nursing, but his yoga is excellent.
Barbie looks amazing. Motherhood is her calling. Her strictness and intolerance of bad behavior make her an amazing mom. Murphy has manners.
Barbie and Daisy:
Psst! Down here…
Do you see what I have to put up with?!? Cranky mares all around me. I’m not feeling the whole huge thing. Can you hook me up with the gelding paddock across the way? All this estrogen is killing me.