Our outdoor cat Minnie appears at the kitchen window around meal times. A bit like a fast food drive through window she places her order and waits patiently. At the same time indoor cat Max is screaming for his favourite (whatever the hell that is this week) and Bennie the cocker spaniel knows that there is left over roast lamb in the fridge, and won't stop whimpering until it comes out. Come dinner time it's pretty full on in this kitchen. The drive through gets busy when the 30 odd beaks at the bottom of the window wait to place their order. The chook food container sits on the bench everyday with the leftover scraps bundled in just before service. Patsy likes her lettuce scraps, Ella prefers left over porridge, Dusty loves the bacon rind and everyone likes the date slice. The Guinea Fowl prefer the seed and the little black hen we call Little Friend (because she's always at your side) likes to eat out of your hand and doesn't mind a pat while she's eating. The sheep have sufficient green sprigs of oats to keep them going but Shirley is partial to her piece of apple and will come running at the sight of a core in my hand. And then, by 6pm it's all over. Unless we expect to eat. Next please...
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