Every morning when we go out to the pasture to feed our critters we’re greeted with this sight. Since my two milking goats have spent the night across the driveway, their babies are anxiously awaiting their reunion. Jessica waits patiently for her bucket of sweet feed. Bella, who didn’t have a kid this year, looks longingly at the milking stand where Mina and Hermione will get an extra share of grain. Our guardian dog wants his butt scratched before and after his breakfast. The sheep ignore everyone.