Upon entering the barn, I was quickly greeted by the mammoth of a dog named Henry. His usual greeting of course is jumping up and laying his front paws on my shoulder and smothering my face and coat in drool. "Good Morning to you too, Henry."
The ladies of course are waiting patiently for their food, which I oblige. I need to keep a careful lookout to make sure the ladies don't get to interested in the cats food. All it takes is one look from the chicken and the cat runs away.
Everyone is fed and watered as well as sufficiently petted. Off to home I go, knowing I'll be back again tonight. How my friend does this every day, I don't know, but it may just be worth it for having such loving creatures in ones life.