Many years ago my parents had a country hotel. We had several animals ranging from miniature Shetland’s and Falabella’s through to a retired cart horse. We had two dogs, a three legged cat, peacocks, rare breed ducks, geese, chickens – I called them Mexican racing chickens because those little buggers never laid a single egg! […]
Good advice here!
“The moral of the story is: If you’ve only got one friend don’t bloody bite them!”