Last year, our donkeys ate big chunks of the pasture gate – it was so cold and snowbound they couldn’t graze. This year, Chloe is eating the gate, just because she can. She’s even gnawing on the chicken wire we put up to keep her from eating the gate. Our handyman Ed Watkins has brought a new four-foot gate over, but it’s short by a foot or two so we need to add some fence poles.  There are always a hundred chores to do on a farm, they are never all done.