As I mentioned before, the camp site used to be a piece of farming land, and they still keep some animals that reflect the place’s history. It has a “public” meadow where visitors can see them and a “private” meadow where the animals can go if they want their privacy. We were lucky to be next to the private part. The management offers you to switch places if you don’t like the animal noises, but I quite enjoyed the chickens (no rooster, though), the sound of the goats and the occasional braying of the donkey.
Once a week the children can enter the meadow for an hour, but it is also ok to feed them appropriate snacks through the fence.
Pitufo (Smurf), the donkey. His companion is a mule and he quite like scritches behind the ears.
Isn’t he a beauty?
In case you’re wondering about the leather strips in front of his eyes, they keep the nasty flies away.
The sheep were not that fond of their human visitors, even if they brought extra greens. they ran away and retreated to the furthest point.
Except for this fellow, who clearly thought they were overdoing the whole herd animal thing.
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The donkey is a beauty and looks to be part Poitou. He is also… how shall I say this… VERY “over conditioned”. :D
This is an interesting way to camp. I like it.
Oh, I love the expression in that last shot.
I do not know what it is to wake up without chicken noises (with roosters, plural). I would probably complain to management, but about the lack of roosters. :)
What a fun way to camp!
Chicken noises can be very soothing, strangely enough. If you’re not afraid of chickens re-discovering their dinosaur roots, that is. That sheep at the end, there, though… Don’t know. “Excuse me, ma’am, do you have anything edible I can not share with my herd-mates? See, they’re all assholes and you look like a decent, kind sort of person, and I’m sure it’s not too much to trouble you…”
The donkey is the most adorable. I want more pictures of the donkey.