Mummy has bought us some Ribbies, and we each had one both yesterday and today – and they are lovely! We’ve been on our best behaviour since they arrived just so that we can have one.
Apparently they are New Zealand air dried veal spare ribs – they take a bit of chewing but that’s half the fun. I hope we can have one every day.
I asked mumma what veal was & she said baby calves who only lived in boxes until they died. I’m glad mumma doesn’t make any of us live only in a box.
My babies can climb up the steps to the house now & they play in the yard as well as our haybarn, but they hide whenever anyone comes. They are so funny, especially when they run after Piri for milk & she runs off!