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Reality check !

12/16/2010

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Life on the ranch is Soooooo peaceful, horses graze placidly in lush green pastures, sheep ( pasture maggots ) like a formation eating team spread out in a line across the field munching and walking without lifting their heads, Molly Moo and Dolly lie contentedly chewing their cud and contemplating the next meal, the three amigos, Macho (stud goat in training), Lambchop (pet lamb, the ugliest lamb we ever raised) and Daisy May ( pet calf with attitude) happily interact  and the chickens do what chickens do, pecking and quietly clucking the day away. REALITY......it's Winter, horses munch on the hay conveniently hauled into their fields each day, sip water from between the ice chunks and stand miserably backs into the wind and rain just waiting to be taken back to their warm dry stalls. The sheep defiantly form a defensive bunch in the corner of the barn....Annie, boss ewe stares Bran ( sheep dog !) down, she stamps her front hoof on the floor in warning "try it, make my day". Bran knows better, she T boned him when he was too young and too enthusiastic to know when to take a hint and retreat. It's wet and cold out there, food is in their pen and the food fairy delivers it like magic when its empty, why go out and have to forage for food," thanks, but no thanks, we're stopping here !" The three amigos line up at their gate mournfully mooing, baaaaing and bleating,they figure if they moan louder and longer enough mum and dad will have sympathy and supply the peanut treats and attention. The chickens, ahhh, the cute little chickens ......if we could only video the antics in the hen house ! I stood yesterday and watched. "Thats MY nest box, no its not, I got here first", "you are taking up too much room on the perch" " You just POOPED on my head" " I wanted that piece of grain" and, directed towards me " leave my eggs alone!!!!" Yes, really cute little birds, its worse than a girls reformitory on a really BAD day . Oooops, got to go, its time, take care, we will. M
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