I've never seen her gush so much over anything other than those alpacas. Not even when her sons were born she never seemed so happy.
I'm so glad she's reassured us that her "fluffy babies" are all tucked up for the night. Sat there with those big daft foam boots on, strategically buried half way in straw so we can't see the true size of her "size 5" futz.
At least she's taking her kids out somewhere today though
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what's this? About the 3rd time she's taken them anywhere in their little lives? Why doesn't she just plonk the boys in that barn and tuck her furry babies up in Ronnie's room and just have done with it?