First, the small, furry creatures.
The Three Amigos
Making my way out the front door, the fish in the fountain need a bit of attention.
Here, fishy, fishy, fishy!
Next I arrive at the tortoise habitat.
I can’t identify them. Could be Eenie, Meanie, Miney, but not Mo. Mo died.
Lastly, I saunter over to see the horses.
Shilo was standing too tall to pet.
I have to apologize for these dinky photos. My camera batteries died, so I used my camera phone. All of the spare batteries were drained in these mini helicopters.
Men will be boys.
I can’t run out to the store for new batteries because the kids are sick. Tom can’t go because he’s re-seeding the pasture. Guess there’s only one thing left to do.
What? I’m just petting it.
Thanks for reading!