Inside Outside

When we lived in the city, I couldn't get the little guys to go outside. Even in the summer, they would sit inside the house at the edge of the patio door and look outside, but rarely venture out. Some days I had to physically put them outside to do their business.

We lived on the outskirts of the city in a very quiet are, but I suppose they still heard the noise of traffic and people and sirens. They went outside grudgingly to do their business and would hurry back in.

Now that they're in the country, I can't keep them inside.

They sit at the door constantly waiting for someone to open it. When they are outside they run everywhere. They run around the yard and we take them to neighboring fields. Sometimes we take them down the hiking trail where they scamper happily through the fallen leaves.

And just when we think we've run them out, they come into the house and chase each other around at full speed. Where they are getting this boundless energy I'll never know, but if I could bottle it I'd make a fortune!