Sunday in the front pasture looked like this...
The horses spent the morning in the upper pasture,
so the pigs, sheep and donkeys took command of the front pasture.
(However, at the time of these photos the sheep were nowhere to be found....
they had already sought the shade of their own yard.)
You might remember last summer I was a little wary about letting the pigs and donkeys graze together without me chaperoning.
The donkeys were completely uninterested this time,
and happily grazed through the little hole in their grazing muzzles...
(lots of activity with little caloric intake.)
I sat and watched as everyone calmly wandered about.
The pigs were intent upon investigating every inch of the donkey yard.
Finding nothing of interest (translation: nothing to eat) they headed back out to the pasture.
MaryAnn plopped herself right down beside me for some belly rubbing.
It wasn't long before Moll was in the thick of things....
surveying the rest of the pasture from her piggy perch.
I was asked if the cats get up on the pigs by themselves.
Actually, I always put them there.
The pigs enjoy the attention, and the cats have become much more relaxed around them as a result.
We had an unpredicted frost...