Da Boys

Here's a pic taken this afternoon of Baxter and Dexter doing their best 'snouts in the trough' impersonation. Late afternoon is 'molasses and pollard time'. Attracted to the sweetness of the molasses like a drag queen to a sequins sale, the boys literally gallop towards me, thick, sticky strands of spit drooling from their bovine mouths, as soon as they see me carrying the black tub. After a bit of argy-bargy, they settle down, each trying to scoop up as much of the sticky, treacle like goo with their raspy, fat tongues as they can.