Meow is thinking “ I found the source of my milk, just smell”.
Kid is thinking “He smells like my mother’s milk, but he is sure an odd looking goat.”
When I see such as this, my faith in God is renewed, how lovely.
LOL, but someone is fussing, that kid has been down on his knees and more than likely was having vegetables for lunch, as he as he ate his way down the row of them.
And they will do just that.
When I bought my mountain and moved on it, one of the first things that I did, was plant young trees, about 200 of them.
Had to get a backhoe to come in and dig the trenches, on the side of the mountain, it was the shelf or cut away area where the mobile also set, so I planted trees to look at and frame the mountains.
The next morning, as I waited for coffee to make I looked out the window............
A herd of wild donkeys was out there.
The mothers were standing guard, as the babies went right down the rows of trees and ate them.
The photos that you and Fred post, are soul food.