Play Pal

This morning, after deworming the sheep, I moved Oscar and by default Moxie, out into the shed that houses the hay. I stayed out to watch them for a while. Moxie, who historically has tormented the dogs by engaging them in play, was playing with Oscar. It was a heartwarming moment and immediately removed any worries I had had about bringing another cat onto the place. It seems I was right and Moxie was lonely and needing a friend.