So cute and fluffy...

100 new chicks arrived today.  From cardboard box in the front seat to little chick corral in the coop...they're settling in.

Dexter was very concerned about finding their mommies.  He wanted to go right away to find them.  He remains unconvinced that they do not require milk and they can flourish in the dubious care of people.

Of course they can...for about four months.

Lucky Log

With the Human Brick (see previous post) gig now over, a big outting is being called into play being a Human Log.

This involves sitting in the truck to 'block' the road to encourage the cows to go through the right gate when they're being moved into another field.

I can do that.

The 'lucky' part of log duty yesterday was  visit from a 2-day old calf.  I was moved to actually get out of the truck to do some arm waving to urge wayward beasties the proper direction.

Clearly I was very effective as the wee little brown calf wobbled his way right over to me and let me pet him!

Eventually he curled up in the ditch by the truck to wait for his mama and he let me come over and scratch his ears.

So cute!  I liked being a Log.