FRANCIS'S BLOG 04/18/2026
The DHS never sleeps!
Behave yourself, Schrödinger. Department of Horsefarm Security Cam 1 has its eye on you!
Cool Kitty Cubby Hole
Zelda hides up in the floor joists under the barn. It’s a great place to watch swallows.
Ducks in the Dog House! 🐴
Everybody hides from the dreadful 3/4” anaconda, that spews clean water into the pool on a daily basis.
“Wow, a cathedral ceiling!"
Bat check—this time, at the House! 🐎
Looks like, because of last night’s storm, the Count couldn’t make it back to the hay barn.*
*These pictures were taken from a safe distance: Even a donkey knows never to handle a bat or any wild animal because it might be sick.
Here’s some news from our best friend Kellen!
Kellen had a big day today at the Outdoor Adventure Fishing Contest. Here he is with his Mommy (who is a pretty good caster herself)!
"This sign is important!" 🐎
"It absolves me of responsibility should I launch you into the Hennepin, so watch your step.”
”Have a nice day!” 😃
Fowls cry Foul! 🐓
Here the lead hen expresses her outrage to Ferdinand: "You ducks get to wander the yard, but we chickens are always cooped up in this coop!"
Ferdinand explains, “We ducks are free-range because the cats find us threatening; I’m afraid all they find you is appetizing!" 😸
Looks like Iris isn’t the only resident that’s good at opening doors. . . .
The ducks have been learning to work the zipper to their tent.
Nobody’s talking—just a bunch of quacking The Fifth. 🐴
Fearsome Felines of the Foliage 😺
🍀 Luigi looks fresh and cool in green:
🍀 And green goes with Evil Cat’s eyes:
Trotting Turkeys!
Spotted along the Hwy 900E s-curve.
Speaking of “gobble-gobble,” we spent most of the day in the front pasture! 🐴
Raccoon Wars. 🐴
The cat cops saw a raccoon and her kit milling around above the tractor room this evening. We have so got to remove all that garbage they can hide in. The boards up there are covered in raccoon poop. 🙀
We don’t like to ruin anything’s day, but there’s a zero-tolerance policy for potentially rabid chicken-and/or-duck-dinner-lovers.
The mother was chased out and ran under the hay barn but left the baby. If she has any sense she’ll move it tonight.
Here’s the juvenile (a horse or donkey momma wouldn’t leave her baby behind):
Here’s the adult (among the tons of poop):
Here she comes down from the rafters before finally hightailing it to the hay barn:
What is it with Oklahoma and creepy bugs?
This gigantic spider was on Mary’s pant leg. Looks like a nasty wood or wolf spider that incubated under a nuke plant. 
Good news! 🐎
For us, at least. For the past two days we’ve been permitted to hog it up in the front pasture. 🐴
