I enjoy this rotten Dumplin so much. Glory Bee is getting her comeuppance in spades. Dumplin is still small enough to jump through the cows’ hay feeder and make herself at home inside the barn below the hay loft. Mama Glory Bee can’t do a THING to stop her and can’t get to her baby when she does it. Reminds me of when Glory Bee would run under the electric fence, play in the woods, and drive BP up a tree.