Mara, the Beggar

Mara, our old ewe, is really good at applying many layers of guilt when she thinks it's breakfast or supper time, and she spies someone outside who is not bringing her food. For this reason, Hiromi always braces himself to resist her reminders when he goes for the paper before doing his morning outdoor chores.

This morning he came in laughing. "She adjusted her volume," he told me. The closer he got to the porch on his way back from the newspaper box, the louder and more insistent her deep bass baaaaaaas became. Hiromi stood strong, however, and Mara will wait for her breakfast till Hiromi finishes with his.