Every time Tom drives the truck in the corral, the donkeys have to sniff it out... and they listen to the music on the radio. I was hoping to see them start dancing, but that didn't happen.
I'm glad Tom closed the truck door. I was expecting to see a donkey sitting behind the wheel, but that didn't happen either.
I love having chickens running around. Festus the rooster isn't so bad, but Cogburn the other rooster is a terror. *I'm still mad at him, so he doesn't get his picture on my blog yet. He chases me and would peck out my eyes if he caught me. People do eat roosters you know. That's what I keep telling him even though I wouldn't. Nobody eats a pet, do they?
Six baby Silkies in their playpen enjoying the sun. At night they will go inside and stay in a cage until they're old enough to be put in with the other chickens.
Yep, nothing like warm weather! Looking forward to flip flops, a T-shirt, and a pair of BDUs.
Hee-Haw & Cluck-Cluck!