Earlier this week, a friend of mine invited me along for a house sitting adventure. The adventure was mine to have because my friend had already visited this house and barn many times. I have seen farm animals multiple times in my twenty-one years of life, but feeding them was a brand new experience. To be exact, there were five dogs, three cats, two doves, two horses, two donkeys, and a small herd of goats and sheep (approximately ten). The first part of the afternoon was spent inside watching TV with the dogs. Nothing especially exciting except for the new episode of Once Upon a Time (Any fellow Oncers reading this??). Eventually it was time to go outside and feed the other animals. It was raining, but I did not care one bit. I was practically leaping out of my skin from excitement! I put on boots and a large coat, and followed my friend’s lead out the door, over the little bridge, and into the barn. After filling buckets with two kinds of feed, I volunteered to feed the horses (my favorite domestic animal). I enjoyed every little thing: opening the gate, walking through the rain and mud, and filling the barrels. What happened next was the real adventure. I walked into the goat and sheep enclosure but left the feeding task to my friend. Have you ever watched goats and sheep be fed? They are greedy! There were three bowls, and yet as soon as my friend moved on from one bowl to the next, the entire group would ignore the food in front of them and follow the bucket. After giving the donkeys some feed, we made our way back into the horse pen. The group of goats and sheep followed, and one particularly bossy sheep managed to push her way in. She made her way over to one of the horses and watched it eat as though she was going to take part. Like I said, GREEDY!! As I made my way through the mud and attempted to herd the animal back to where she belonged, I could not help but laugh. The seemingly annoying situation was actually a dream come true. I felt like Anne of Green Gables trying to get her cow out of Rachel’s field with the help of her best friend Diana. I managed to back the sheep against the gate but simultaneously had to keep the rest of the pushy herd out. Teamwork prevailed, and all animals were where they were meant to be once again. I really wish the chase was on video, but alas it is not. All I have is the hilarious, muddy memory. I hope I was able to paint a vivid picture and add some laughter to your Saturday night. Enjoy the rest of your weekend readers!
– Lauren Michele :)
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