Gee, ladies! Would you look at the time? it's traffic hour! Heat, sun, and high concentrations of exhaust fumes! What say we all slip out and nom on some possibly tainted highway grass, ambling our way from green island divider to divider with a sense of impunity to every stinky gas-and-metal beast that dares to stand in our way?
๐ I love these girls. They always know what they're about. They came to graze or chew bubble gum, and they're always out of bubble gum.
Darn tootin'!
Always adopt the whole herd. ๐