I often throw vegetable scraps over the fence for the sheep, donkeys and hens to eat.
This afternoon it was just some hay I raked up from the barn floor. But White Hen wasn’t taking any chances on missing out on something good. And Merricat didn’t mind her nosing around while she ate the last of the hay.
Were all interconnected…….we are all the same.
the wind, sky, animals, roach, ant , lobster
We all count