Playing with a rug

The morning after one of my favorite cows died I found Daisy laying near the wood stove in the same manner as I had found Rose.  Daisy often comes late morning to lay on the bed with me and she hadn't done so that morning.  I was afraid something had happened to Daisy and called out to her with no response.  When I petted her she raised her head to look at me.  She was fine.  Just a combination of being sleepy and bored.

That evening she decided to roll up and 'play' with the rug in front of the wood stove.