Winter came in quickly this year. I came out to find a dry Bob and a soaking wet Poco and Gus, both standing outside in the mud and rain. They looked and seemed miserable. My decision about who was going where this winter was made when I found bite marks on both Gus and Poco's haunches.
I've placed Bob by himself. He has his own pasture and loafing shed.
As I heard the wind roaring outside last night it was a good feeling to know everybody had a dry, safe place they could go to.