The animal farm I lived in:
Here are some of my fellow compatriots, some lived more equal than others.
Free-range chickens
Baby aries!
Pseudo-Snowball studied sh*t (I’m not kidding) for three years on the farm, in vain hope (or hope in vain) to turn pig wastes into power. Ultimately, all dreams and hopes turned out to be hot air the gaseousness of pig farts. The biogas plant did not materialise and Snowball was heartbroken. All she managed was some playground-like living conditions for fellow animals, still unsure if it made their lives any better.
Well, then again, life is short. Play hard.
In response to Nancy Merrill’s
A Photo a Week Challenge: Livestock.
Oh, border! 
Love all the animals. I’m sure they are happier in their play-ground conditions.
Thanks for stopping by and following my blog.
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Thank you for stopping by too! I really enjoy the titbits of information on your blog!
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Wow! What an amazing experience, even if it didn’t bare any fruitful results. 🙂 Love the photos. The animals do all look very happy. Thanks for joining the challenge!
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Thank you for hosting the challenge!
I probably had more fun than the animals, it was enjoyable studying animal behaviour in their natural habitats and attempting to recreate that (rather than just based on human efficiency outlook). 😀
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