In my opinion, there is nothing cute about the family of raccoons who have moved into the trees above my aviary. The flock is nervous and Norman, the Flock Manager, is on constant patrol duty. Read the rest of this entry
The Farm Manager says I have failed to live up to my contractual obligations. She accused me of not writing enough blog posts! Read the rest of this entry
I can’t even remember the last time we were allowed to go out to the backyard. We don’t even line up at the gate anymore. Read the rest of this entry
That noise is coming from a baby lamb named Charlotte. She was taken from her mother only last Saturday, so she’s coming along nicely, being very brave, as long as she can see Uncle Hamish. As she learns the daily routine she gains confidence and becomes much quieter. Read the rest of this entry
I used to know what was going on around here, but lately, mayhem prevails.