Shelley Comes Home

Shelley is now four days old and has come home to Clybucca. She had to be introduced to all of the other animals. You wouldn't believe the ruckus one little goat caused. Admittedly Shelley has a good set of lungs and she was using them but all of the cats except Calypso totally freaked out on first sight (or was that first sound?). Peter, the old dog is used to going out in the car and coming home with a baby animal so he was unfazed. All of the cows treated her like a newborn calf - had a sniff of her and wandered off - except Brenda. She ran up and down the fenceline making a dreadful noise. The chooks flapped and squawked but the ducks ignored her.

Who's this little feral?

Why is she all puffed up?

What are these noisy, flapping things?

So this is the garden?

 

On the road with Peter.

 

Taking Peter for a walk.

 Lizzie won't talk to me.

What are they eating?

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