Pops – who fervently believes that puns are the highest form of humor, dad jokes are always funny, dogs are much better than cats, and anything is better smoked or cooked over fire.
Bobbi – who fervently believes that puns are the lowest form of humor, dad jokes are mostly cringeworthy, cats rule and dogs drool, and the nirvana of baking is an old sourdough starter and a good wood fired oven.
Jeremy – who believes that the Buffalo Bills are a good football team, there is no database that is his master, and there is no problem that can’t be solved with duct tape, grease and a welder’s helmet.
Janis – resident goat whisperer, internet veterinarian and banana muffin baker who cries at Disney movies and who believes that holding a baby is good for her soul.
Nym – grumpy, old, and slow-moving Presa Canario who spends most of her time sleeping and passing noxious gas from her bottom.
Ragnar – known in his mind as Ragnar the Bold, household Great Dane who has the personality of a circus clown.
Ka Dargo – gentle quiet Komondor who truly believes that love will conquer all and a snack on Shabbos is dog heaven.
Pava – Komondor who is the first to bark at anything. And I mean anything. She will take what you say into consideration and then just do as she pleases.
Princess Sashi Yum Yum – matron of the cats she is an 18-year-old Siamese who berates Bobbi for going to bed too late.
Blu – the young one of the bunch. He is a 2-year-old Siamese who actually prefers Pops, which in itself is unusual as the cats belong to Bobbi.
Loki – our 4-year-old Ragamuffin who shuns humans he does not know and is very proud of his tail. And I mean very proud of his tail. It’s all about the tail. The tail is the beginning and end of all things. By the way, did he tell you about his tail?
Chaos – twin to Coma. She is the only inside cat that has outside privileges. Or perhaps she is the only outside cat that has inside privileges. Only she knows. Her main attribute is that she is never on the correct side of the door, whether inside or outside.
Coma – twin to Chaos. Named for the deep profound chakra alignment when his is held by one of his humans. He is responsible as the chief rodent expert on Farscape Farm.
PK – chairman of the board of the outside cats. He keeps Chaos, Coma and Cashmere in line.
Cashmere – named for his beautiful socks and his well-maintained tuxedo. He will catch and eat a mouse or bunny on occasion, but would prefer to lay on Pops and Bobbi while they are outside.
Zhaan – Maremma matron of the outside dogs. When the animals escape (as they are always longing to do) she will follow the goats out to make sure everyone is safe.
Crichton – Maremma who will take down any predator that gets in the field and is an inveterate egg stealer.
Moya – Caucasian Ovcharka who is the dog equivalent of a midwife. She attends every delivery, cleans up the afterbirth and watches over the babies.
The Alpacas – rather shy, rarely spit, and love a good neck scratch or spray from the hose during summer including Archie, Heysus, Vicki, Eden, and Ull.
The Goats – the dairies include Brownie, Dutchess, Frig, and Freyja. The Billies include Thor the Kiko and Bucky the Boer. And I can never remember the names of the Kiko and Boer girls but they outnumber everyone else.
The birds – The chickens, ducks, Guineafowl, and geese. Occasionally joined by turkeys, depending upon the year. I could go on for hours about how dumb Guineafowl are, but they don’t understand English and usually are too busy getting lost.
