Farm animals

The cats and chickens sure had some character. They deserve their very own post!

Ophelia and Fatima (the chickens) would somehow squeeze through a small gap in their cage and we'd have to chase after them before they got into too much trouble. They would bolt for the cat food and take dust baths in the garden, digging up and knocking over the veggies. They laid eggs consistently, ate ants and any kitchen scraps, so we put up with their shenanigans. But "if they get in the garden one more time", they'd become chicken soup.

Juno (the cat) was also quite special. If he wasn't lazing around, he'd be wrestling his mom (Branchinia), or disturbing the seeds in the seed bowl. We slept outside, and once Juno realized where we were sleeping, he'd sneak over the bamboo roof and be sleeping on our legs in the morning (outside the mosquito net). Talk about cute!Meer informatie