Cracked corn stolen from the chickens bought me a partial pardon yesterday. The mice were hoping for something a little better, but at least stopped giving me The Look. Three of the goats ate the new feed okay. Esther was going to balk again but I threw in a handful of corn and she ate some of the feed while picking through her bowl for the kernel bits. Cindy wouldn't even come in the room. Given what I had to clean up in her stall, what she had eaten the day before certainly hadn't agreed with her. It's a sure bet Bess and I went to the feed store again. I need full redemption.
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Wow, I wonder if the not-so-tolerated-chow was from China. We hear such horror stories about the dog food that they produce. Hope you have your problem solved now.
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