Our neighbors, Mr and Mrs Cannon, are out of town for a funeral in Michigan. They asked Joe if he would feed the critters while they were gone. He was happy to oblige. I tagged along this morning with camera in tow.
JR is their dog. He is the protector of the farm. He is old and gentle and very sweet. Joe gave him twice the amount of food that he usually gets because he was hungry and it is cold outside.
Then onto the herd of cats!
We checked the pigeons, they had plenty of food and water.
Now onto the cows. This is Kid. He is 22 years old. All you have to do is ask him if he is hungry and he nods his head. It is so precious.
This is some of what Kid and the other cows eat.
Mr Cannon buys bread and bread items from the day old bread store. Strange huh? But they love it.
This little one gets some too.
There are four more down here to feed. Two of them get grain because they will be on our dinner table in a few weeks or months. I'm not sure.
Just about then the rooster started crowing.
We made sure they had enough food and water. One was laying an egg. I rudely went in the henhouse and took pictures.
I even used the flash!
I was quick to get out of there though. I have memories of Mam-Maw and Pa-Paw's chickens when I had to collect the eggs and they were not good memories!
After everyone was fed it was time to come home and feed ourselves. Stephanie had stayed back at home and by the time we got back she had made the bisquits and gravy. All I had to do was fry the sausage and make the scrambled eggs (fresh eggs at that). It was a delicious breakfast and a really great way to start the day. Joe and I have talked about building a chicken coop and we might still. Those fresh eggs were absolutely delicious! Makes me think long and hard about having chickens ourselves. Just have to make sure the coyotes couldn't get them. This neck of the woods has a lot of coyotes.