A lovely fall day in Michigan. The temperature in the low 60's. Some sun. Ahh. The perfect day to let four miniature donkeys out to wander in the "compound" (the fenced in area surrounding the house). An idyllic scene, you might say.
The four buzzards are very adept at destroying anything those adorable little lips can suck into those cavernous mouths.
And so you see how I have to protect my garden.
And so, you say, why are you allowing the destructive beasts out of their area to roam? Good question.
It's Michigan. In late October. The pasture has pretty much had it. They might think they're grazing, but they're really just walking around pretending, because all the good stuff is gone. And yes, that means I've upped the ante of hay and straw at mealtimes. Remember... cavernous mouths with matching appetites.
And yet, those beasts are pretty darn cute. And so worth it.