Chief taster!

I reclined in the garden most of the day while the Humans worked with sheep as the rare breed sales are approaching. There were a few nasty showers but my Humans just lifted me and my bed under cover when required.

This evening I have been greatly assisting my Lady Human as chief taster. She has been making Pheasant Pate. I was sampling it in on some oatcake. It was delish. I always call pheasant, wild chicken because thats what it tastes like.
Almost the weekend, Luv Ginnie Xx.