On the way to Critter Farm...

It's become a tradition. Every year, my man, my pup and I go on a trailer road trip. When we lived in the city, we were able to get away...

When you are a special chicken who has divorced her flock and has chosen to live the (exotic if rather dangerous) life of a free bird ... S...

There's a tell-tale noise I make, a clanking of chain on metal: ...that alerts my small herd to imminent, untold delights: Hooves come t...

So, do you think Roxy...: had any idea...: when we moved to Critter Farm: ...who she'd wind up: spending her days with?: Me neither: Poo...