Saturday, January 14, 2023

Wanted....

 The hand that feeds. 

This is what awaits me in the early morning at chore time. The mares come up to the top of their pen when they see the lights go on in the house, and they wait for me to come out. 


Then this morning there was a little blob en route to Beamer's barn....


That would be Smokey, waiting for me, he scampered ahead to the barn and went to his feed area.

That face! Who can resist! 

He's much less wary now, he let me get within a couple feet of him. 

Bandit was in her usual spot waiting at the gate.... I definitely felt wanted this morning!


All these ladies wanted was for me to finish chores so they could get back to nibbling hay. 

4 comments:

lytha said...

I so miss having a kitty to accompany me during my chores. One by one the cats in this neighborhood have been killed by cars/who knows. It's really sad.

Linda said...

I love my kitty greeters! They sure help the day pass while doing chores.

Far Side of Fifty said...

You have lots of critters that depend on you! Nice to be wanted!

Val Ewing said...

How fun! Mine come up to a spot near the house and stare at me until I do chores and I get a chorus of nickers when I come out on the porch.
At one time, when we had hounds, they would set off a chorus also.

Best way to start the day!