The horizontal boards on all walls of the barn are to keep the girls from pushing through. Goats are notorious for this, and will walk along at a tilt, rubbing on the walls.
This is a tunnel entrance into the milking room, just behind the stand. One of the diaper wipe "blankets" is drying before being taken underground by the mouse on the left.
One of the furry pancakes hanging out in the big sleeping room, waiting for me to finish milking. (That's my foot sticking up off the milking stand.) The patches of light on the ground to the right are from the openings the squirrels have made under the walls of the barn for easier access.
This was not taken with a telephoto lens. When I said I have mice...I have MICE! It's a good thing I'm not afraid of them, because they sure aren't afraid of me.
I am in the entrance to the smaller sleeping room, bucket and rake in hand, finishing up the last of the barn chores, but moving too slow for these impatient ones. There are three in the bowl and one standing guard...not against me, obviously, but more approaching squirrels. Not only have they dug under the wall here, they've taken out boards! I guess it's easier than going underground.
The girls have their artistic side, and the salt block is a work in progress. I did not notice Ruthie approaching as I tried to find an angle that would show all the nooks and crannies of the block. That's her shadow on the right. I should have known that anything out of the ordinary would arouse the girls' curiosity, and just as I took the photo, I was ringed by goats wanting to know what I was doing back in the pen (I'd already taken the milk buckets out). Nineteen thought he'd like to try photography and nearly got the camera out of my hand.