Life on the Leash

“I heard that you have a thing for boxers.”

“I’m pretty swoon-worthy … everybody thinks I’m adorable”

“Tell that Sumner of yours that he’s got some competition.”

I went to visit the menagerie next door and fell in love. My neighbor Karen rang the dinner bell (aka, shook the grain dish) and the sheep came a’runnin:

I brought a gift, but sadly it was consumed before I could bribe a few good pics. I discovered that the “hold a treat above the camera and make funny noises” trick doesn’t work with livestock. At all.

The pygmy goats were charmers … the kept crowding my camera so it was tough to get a decent picture.

We can hear our fuzzy neighbors when we’re outside, so now Tom and I can do pretty convincing bleating and baaing imitations. Those sounds are lovely … the neighbor who leaves the dog out in the yard to bark for 30 minutes at a clip? No thanks.