Rocky . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Billy . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Rosebud . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Tubbs . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
William . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Stripes . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Lloyd . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Liza . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Heather . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Lilly . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Harry . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Gunther . . . . . . . . . . .
Freckles . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Fudge . . . . . . . . . . . . .
Bad Leg boy . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Baby . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
I took some grief from Steve and Margo... we had been unsuccessful at getting them all into the stable at one time to the the job two days earlier, before Nate arrived...but over half the animals didn't want anything to do with going in to feed. I say it was because they weren't used to the new barn door I had just made, but they claim it was because the animals could smell me hiding behind the door to close them in...Do I smell that bad?!
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