It’s mighty handy having an apple tree right outside the barn!
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My “helper” for the afternoon
Today we hunted Bigfoot and his son, Mediumfoot. (The name Little foot already belongs to Levi’s favorite dinosaur.)
Surrounded
Casey came down by the barn for a visit. She did not stay long, though. As soon as she realized she was surrounded by (shudder) kittens, she ran away.
Going for a ride
Sissy took this photo of Cookie and Albert riding a hay bale as I was dragging it to the chute. After cropping out (most of) my fat belly, I decided to share because it’s cute. And no, I did NOT throw the kitties down the hay chute. I took them off the bale first.
Naughty chickens
So, these spoiled hens get PLENTY to eat. Sissy thinks it’s ridiculous how much I spoil them. They get their layer feed, a wet mash, and fresh fruit or vegetables every day, not to mention they can go outside and eat as much grass and bugs as they want. And yet they are always stealing from the sheep tubs and I have been forced to make a fence to keep them from eating the cat food. Chickens are bottomless pits!
Farmer Keen 