Lunch with the crazy kids.

By lunchtime I had a serious case of cabin fever, so I dragged these two out for a walk, with the promise of lunch half way round. Noo brought his rifle, just in case we encountered any Indians, bandits, or unfriendly cowboys!

ZQ shouldn’t need to eat for a week, but I’m sure Noo managed to gallop off all of his energy intake and a little bit more