Camp Hanover, part 3 {the animals}

Camp has always had quite the collection of creatures - Bentley the dog, of course, and your various bugs, snakes, and furry critters. :) Since Daddy A and I have been to camp, they have added goats and chickens to the mix. P and C loved visiting the animals every day - it was like having their own petting zoo! It was a great way to pass the time while Daddy A worked on morning devotions or Bible studies with small groups.

C got into the pen with the goats two different mornings, but the second time he did that a goat butted him in the leg. After the "goat hurt me" he was content to remain on the other side of the fence, but he was still conmfortable roaming with the goats when they were grazing in the field.



P loved to walk to the chicken coop and encourage the chickens to "bawk at me". C loved to watch them walk around the coop. Most mornings we saw several of the chickens lay their eggs, which P, C, and I all enjoyed.


P also liked counting and collecting the chickens' eggs in the morning.

C even had a chance to pet a chicken living in the "cowboy potty" (an old outhouse building converted to a chicken coop).

Knowing how much fun the boys had playing with and caring for the animals at camp makes me want to check and see if we can get some more pets of our own... I'm relatively certain we aren't zoned for goats, but I wonder if we can have chickens in the city limits. Does anyone who lives nearby know? Kidding, kidding! I'm pretty sure Daddy A doesn't want any goats or chickens. :)