Riley, our daughter Kimberly’s dog, got to come spend the day on the farm.  It was so much fun for him; he followed the plow, ate dog bones, and hung out just doing stuff.

Riley has come to visit enough now that he knows his place in the farm pecking order-last after Fuzzy.  And the cats are off limits!  No chasing of the cows or the chickens. 

Plus you don’t just run off down the road to the neighbors just because there isn’t a fence.