Popped out for a Drink

Well me and Max were feeling a bit at a loss for something to do the other day. it had rained for days on end and there was no way we could go out in that I mean you get wet in rain. Max is quite happy to come back and be wrapped up in a big fluffy warm towel but I am a bit too virile for that and like to have a rub on the sofa to dry off - don't want those two legs doing too much for me.

Well the rained had stopped and I said to max how about a trip over to the farm. He was a bit reluctant as it is a long walk but I assured him we could have some rests on the way and I promised not to run off and leave him anywhere. He was persuaded so off we went. We left Sebastian indoors because he gets a bot puffed on long walks and he isn't too keen on the farm - he says it reminds him to much of fresh air and countryside and he would rather not.

We had a nice walk over there through the playing field and into the woods and then over the lane and into the first of the farmer's fields. It was very muddy and Max had a couple of moments where his paws got struck and we thought he was going to be swallowed by the mud but he was very stoic and we reached the sheds just as the farmer was doing unmentionable things to the cows. I told Max to look away but he was riveted on what was happening.

Suddenly the farmer saw us standing there. "Come on Moggies come and have a drink!"

We moved up to where he was sitting and sat beside him.

"Get ready to catch!" he chortled and fired the cow's teat right at us. I instinctively rose to my back feet and opened my mouth and this jet of warm creamy milk hit my throat. It was like nectar.

"What about you Skinny?" the farmer laughed talking to Max. To my amazement Max reared up like me and took a full teat's worth in one gulp. I stood up for more and the farmer obliged before giving Max second helpings too.

"Now clear off the pair of you!" he shouted pretending to throw his hat at uys.

We scuttled out and into the yard and up onto a bale of hay. We lay there in the weak afternoon sun with full warm bellies and Max sighed.

"Thanks Casper you're a good lad to bring me out with you. I feel full" In moments I heard his gentle snoring. It's nice to give the old folks a treat every so often isn't it?