I wonder what she’s thinking. This is a favorite spot of the barn cats in the morning. They sit in the sunshine for a bit after breakfast and meditate.
Scout did some meditating of his own today. We haven’t seen the sun in ages so I’m sure this was total bliss for him.
The elusive chicken. The previous owners had a flock of banty hens, and we asked them to rehome them as we didn’t want chickens free ranging in the barn. This one apparently high-tailed it when she caught wind of that plan and hid in the hay field. A few days after we moved in she emerged from the field and has been a happy little solo hen, although very elusive. I see her in the morning and know that she roosts in a tree by the house at night, otherwise I never see her.
This is Gertie. She’s one of last year’s doe kids we kept as a replacement milker. She was too small to breed this past fall, as my Oberhasli usually are. They’re a bit smaller than Alpines, Nubians, LaMancha and Saanen dairy goats and grow a little slower. But that’s okay, we don’t mind letting them take the time they need to develop a strong body.