We have a temporary (we hope) pen next to their primary residence. We are swapping the girls out with Bunya about every 24 hours. It's so funny (and sad) to see them all flopped next to each other, but separated by a fence. Bunya or Ethel will try to poke a little head through the wire to get some licks. But if we put them all together, the fur flies...
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Ethel is twisting herself into a little pretzel to groom some itch, while Lucy carries on a conversation with Bunya through the prison bars. |
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