This is very exciting for us. We’ve got a whole new cluster of animals up the road and I’ll tell you, our walks just got a bunch more exciting.
Luckily for us, Laura decided to bring her camera during our last trip to Don’s. Don’s is the end of the road, so I like to call our walks “Going to Don’s.” When I want to go for a walk, I yell out, “Hey, do you want to go to Don’s?” Laura yells back, “Sure Jay. I’d love to go to Don’s.” She knows what I’m talking about because a long time ago, I explained to her how I see things, and how I see the road in particular. I told her outright – “Don’s is at the end of the road, so that’s where we’re going.” I heard no complaint and it’s been Don’s ever since.
I’ll go through our walk chronologically. That’s probably the best way to do things here because the animals go from fairly boring to very thrilling. Let’s go.
First, Sam’s family picked up a few ganders from the auction about a week ago. They purchased four ganders in all, but only three remain. They already ate one of them. I suppose that’s what they’re for, if you do that. I prefer seafood, but I hear duck is tasty. The only time I tried duck was during a trip to a French restaurant in New York with my 7th grade French class in middle school. I don’t remember caring for it all too much. If memory serves, it tasted like tough chicken. But still, people like their duck, especially when four of them cost only five bucks at an animal auction.
Here are the three ganders that are left.
And here are the three ganders, along with the other ducks and Henry, the big gander who may be yelling at them. I don’t remember.
Next up is the cow and the bull. The cow’s name is Daisy and the bull’s is Brownie.
Here is Daisy in all her glory.
And here is Brownie. He didn’t even look at us when we called him. He was too busy eating grass and laying around like a lazy bull.
Now we get to the exciting part of this post. The cat pictures – or should I say, the kitten pictures.
Ever since we began walking to Don’s, we’ve been seeing a multitude of cats and kittens at one particular house. At one time, we saw about five white cats that look just like this one:
For some reason, we don’t see many like that one anymore. Perhaps the others were picked off by predators, such as coyotes and fishers. Fishers are especially vicious and could easily eat a house cat in one sitting.
But what we did see was a few kittens. I forget the calico’s name, but here’s a picture of her:
There was another kitten – an orange one – that was inside. His name was “Target” because it looked like there were targets on his back. The orange cat we did see is named, “Rusty.” I want to steal Rusty, but I don’t want another vet bill. I love him already and while we were up the road walking to Don’s, I held Rusty in my arms, if just for a few seconds. He has mites in his ears, but he’s as cute as all get-out. Take a look for yourself. I bet he’d be a good match for Voleman. He looks just like him.