notes from the paddock

Bucky Merino here, your roving ramporter.

Roxie is coughing like a tubercular pony and still falling asleep at the drop of a kleenex, so she has not yet had time to take us out and about for photographs. The lovley Lulu kept Bobby and me well entertained during the whole of the long flight back from Sydney, and we have all been snoozing and napping and chewing our cuds, but the sun is out and the flowers are waving in the wind and Lovely Lulu wants to go frolic in the grass. Roxie has promised us, cough or no cough, jet lag or not, tomorrow, we will start to show Oregon to Lulu. I don't know if Oregon is ready.