Sometimes I help Michaela and Deon with their animals.  I absolutely love it.  I call Michaela my chicken-parenting mentor.  Morning on the farm is a happy time (except for the pigs, who are more like me and would rather hit the snooze button).  The music is "Plekete" by Zap Mama.  
From Leaves of Grass: 
| I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain’d; | |
| I stand and look at them long and long. | |
| They do not sweat and whine about their condition; | |
| They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins; | 685 | 
| They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God; | |
| Not one is dissatisfied—not one is demented with the mania of owning things; | |
| Not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago; | |
| Not one is respectable or industrious over the whole earth. | 
 
 
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