Animals are quirky and life on a farm is not predictable. This morning,  we took the sheep out to the far pasture to graze. Chloe the pony and Lulu and Fanny always come trotting along, but this morning they refused to come. It was odd, since there is little tall grass behind the Pole Barn. Chloe kept leading us to the side pasture, she likes the grass there. We weren’t buying it. The donkeys were delighting in doing what they were not supposed to do or expected to do.

This reminded of the great donkey rebellion at Lulu’s crossing, the two donkeys refused to cross the marshy stream without a firm gravel bridge so we built them one.

Red got the sheep out to the far pasture with little trouble, but they were balky at first also. We found some coyote scat out in the pasture, it’s possible there were some coyotes out there at night and our animals – all of them prey animals but the dogs – got skittish.

We stuck to our guns – no trek to the back pasture, no food. Rotational grazing is on. I love the farm, every day here is different.