(Carl- the rooster formerly known as Cluck-Cluck)
Lindsey was determined to take a picture of every animal before she went home. Most of the morning she was busy snapping pictures. She loved Frank. Probably because Lindsey, a born chatterbox, likes to talk and although all the animals patiently listen, Frank talks back. So Lindsey would scream and Franklin would gobble, and Lindsey would scream and Frank would gobble, Lindsey would scream and Frank would gobble and so on and so on and so on.
While bustling around the farm, we were surprised to find that despite the chaos, Sir Edward settled down for an afternoon nap. He and Miracle have taken to spending their chilly winter evenings underneath the overgrown apple trees, but I guess with predators prowling about looking for a late night snack, they don’t sleep too soundly. So there they were equine in the sunshine.
(Edward under the Kubota barn- soaking in the sun)
(Miracle is sound asleep)
Edward relaxed and fell into a deep sleep completely ignoring the other animals as they enjoyed their noon meal. Lindsey and I crept around watching him. We giggled as he wiggled and wriggled.
(Edward is sound asleep in the middle of lunch)
“What do you think horses dream about when they take a little horsie snooze? Look Linds, he’s dreaming of his glory days on the track” And Edward started to kick his legs like he was taking off at Del Mar. Lindsey ran too for her camera. When she got back she caught what must have been the finish line.
“Oh, at least I got some of it,” she smiled. "He was so cute, I’ve never seen a horse do that,”
“Neither have I,” I whispered.
(a groggy Edward is disturbed from his nap)
(Sir Edward and Carl -the rooster formerly known as Cluck-Cluck)
(Edward lunching)
