April 14-28, 2010

April 14, 2010

April 16, 2010

April 16, 2010

 I cannot understand why my manure isn't being removed.

April 18, 2010

April 18, 2010

April 18, 2010

I cannot understand why I am so hungry all the time. I never ever used to be hungry like this.  I wait for food. I wait for water. I wait.

April 18, 2010

I do not understand why the hay and the straw are kept outside my cage.
The white trucks come, three times, this month. My old lady comes and looks at me. I have hay, but my manure has still not been removed. April 28, 2010.

April 1-13, 2010

April 2, 2010

April 1, 2010

 I stand quietly. There is hay, but it is outside my cage. I am too polite to try and push down the panels to get it. I wait. I stand quietly. April 2, 2010.

April 4, 2010

April 4, 2010

 I wait, and I wait. The hay is there, but I cannot reach it. I haven't cribbed in a long time, but I decide at least it will give me something to do, while I wait. April 4, 2010.

April 9, 2010

April 9, 2010

April 9, 2010

April 9, 2010

On April 9th, I shove down the panel, and get some food. April 9, 2010.

April 12, 2010

There is no hay, so I stay behind the panel. Nowhere else to go, anyway.

April 13, 2010

New lady makes a bar that flaps and bangs when I push on it, and it stops me from pushing too hard on the panel. No food, anyway.