The farm animals are at their best in the morning. The chickens are noisy, the donkeys are goofy, the emus silly, and the goats clumsy. I love my mornings in the pastures feeding the animals. I offered to trade shifts with Michael the other day, but truth be told, I’m not trading. He has the p.m. shift when the animals are hot, tired, and lazy. He misses all the funny stuff. Like this.
