In the adjacent property to Charlotte's home, we found wonderful new friends. We were introduced to the Funky Chickens.
And not to be outdone in the world of the unusual, miniature horses! First we got Fancy...
Then we met Ranger, who was trying on his Mardi Gras ensemble. He was going as a zebra.
The rest of his suit was hanging nearby. His owner was trying to get him used to wearing the headgear.
Cappy's sweet dog, Yakima, followed us to the barn. She's a gentle beauty, rescued from the swamps in the aftermath of Katrina. Marsh grass is razor sharp. She still bears the scars on her legs from the ordeal, but it didn't affect her spirit.
Did I mention that she was so sweet, you could catch the diabetes from merely being in her presence?
It's a good thing I love Charlotte, or Yaki would have been sitting on the backseat of the Mustang, waving goodbye as we left. Hud would have been a willing conspirator, too.
