Chester and his father, Charlie, watch for sparrows on the front lawn.
Willis is very photogenic.
Willis is also a "holy terror" who gets underfoot, trips me,
twines himself around Pebbles hooves and rubs his face on her ankles.
[And no, I don't know the correct term for a horse's ankles!]
Sally, who is the smallest of the barn kittens and the busiest.
Sunlight slants in between the gaps in the old boards which are the barn siding.
Sadie poses on J.'s bush-hog.
Sadie on the defensive. Willis has tried to instigate a wrestling match and Sadie wants none of it!