"I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey work of the stars,
And the pismire is equally perfect, and a grain of sand, and the egg of the wren,
And the tree-toad is a chef-d'oeuvre for the highest,
And the running blackberry would adorn the parlors of heaven,
And the narrowest hinge in my hand puts to scorn all machinery,
And the cow crunching with depress'd head surpasses any statue,
And a mouse is miracle enough to stagger sextillions of infidels."

Walt Whitman

Thursday, September 24, 2009

Porch Ponies

The addition of two miniature horses has added a great deal of humor to the farm:

Last night the boyz discovered The Front Door. Apparently The Front Door leads to the human's Stall. Napolean greatly enjoyed tipping the garbage can over and exploring the trash. Ruffy was unimpressed with a trash can. He was far more impressed with the idea that he could squeeze his little fat self between the house and the landscaping trellis - backwards. But Napolean figured out the greatest fun of all! If you stand on the front porch and peek in The Front Door, the humans will come out and tell you, once again, how cute you are - and perhaps feed you dinner. God help us when Napolean figures out how to ring the doorbell.
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