Maybe Earnest was just overwhelmed from the magic of the other night, but I came upon him while I was taking photos of last night's sky. There he was doing his best "Let's scare the farmer and lie down dead like" pose.
He is one sound sleeper, that Earnest. He can find a spot on any muddy, chilly day and flop for a nap. My little big man, still a gent even though he's packing a lot of testosterone.
