Sunday in the corral with Lucy and the boys

It was late Sunday morning, around 11 o'clock. Lucy and I had just returned from a lovely ride, 

and we were all hanging out in the corral, waiting for lunchtime. 

Lucy: You could feed us a half hour early.

Me: I could. But I won't.

George passed the time taking a few selfies.

Not really, but he sticks his nose in the lens when the camera is hanging down from my neck,
then I press the shutter not knowing if I'll get goobers on the lens or a funny picture.

I climbed atop the fence to catch all the action from above...if you can call Lucy taking a nap action.

It was such a peaceful moment until Hank stuck his nose in to interrupt.

Lucy and Hank exchanged words while I stayed on the fence.
It's best not to take sides when these two are involved.

Now imagine that alarm a piece of heavy equipment makes when it's backing up.

Can you hear it?

Any burro who backs up 10 yards for a butt scratch deserves a butt scratch.