May is doing well. She is now roosting on a crate with one leg. Whatever works for her. I am glad she is getting back to normal.
Yeller was curled up in the hay this morning, not worried about the chicks like the other cats.
Daisy keeps finding eggs to eat. I have no idea where she is getting them. She eats the whole thing, shell and all.
Yeller was out in the pasture when I got home. He has been out and about more lately.
Pete allowed me to get close to him. I am happy about him trying to let us get close to him. He is still skiddish, but honestly, I do not know what all he went through. We cannot judge those we know nothing about, or even if we do, we will never know the full story, unless you lived it.
Daisy found another egg in the afternoon. That dog is something.
Gus was making faces with me. He makes me smile for sure. He has a great personality and is so much fun to make faces with.
Jeb got sprayed with the water hose, since he was getting sprayed, the other horses decided they wanted to get sprayed, too. Saverine would not come to me, so I went to her. She tries to stay away from Jeb. He is not kind to her, and it is heartbreaking to watch. If I could separate them, I would.
Yeller was in with the goats today, too. He was really getting some exercise in today.
I had not seen Fred today, so I found him in the barn in the pasture. He seems to be doing fine. I made sure to feed him.
Tinkerbelle could not wait for me to pour the feed in the bowl, so she started eating as soon as I came into the fence.
Mattie and Willow were not patiently waiting for food. They are some silly donkeys.
The pigs were all happy with their mud holes.
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