New neighbours

[RobertArthur]

Wildlife in France? No. Pets in France? Certainly not. Yesterday morning the surrounding meadows were empty, in the afternoon twelve new neighbours arrived.





You talking to me?

[Lori]

Are they always that boney looking?? They look hungry !

[Polly]

They look friendly types.

[Blaze]

Are they always that boney looking?? They look hungry !

Definitely too thin, but perhaps they've been rescued from somewhere.

[Lori]

Short of looking far to thin to me, they look adorable. Those eyes. I hope they get some nourishment soon.

[RobertArthur]

A local cattle dealer will probably have bought them for not too high a price. And indeed, they are pretty boney. On the short term view, a rescue operation. They have three huge interconnected pastures at their disposal so I assume their menu will consist of grass, grass and grass. Mr. Sharphorn also likes our hedges. Last sunday - not a lazy afternoon - I reinforced the fence. Just in time system. Strong enough? We'll see.

[L Austin France]

Were the sounds of your new neighbours moosic to your ears?

[RobertArthur]

My new neighbours are not very talkative. Some of them lack good table manners. As soon as Mr. Sharphorn, strong as a downsized Centurion tank, starts attacking our hedges there is lot of crunching going on. Not the sound of music....

[Blaze]

He's probably hungry !! Anything will do and tha hedge looks particularly tasty !

[RobertArthur]

I don't blame him for being hungry.....