Feeding time

Del: What are you doing? That's MY bowl and MY pellets! Go get your own!

Donovan: I like this bowl better.

Del, as he moves to the other bowl: Fine. I'll just eat -- hey! You said you liked the other bowl better!

Donovan: I changed my mind. This bowl is pretty tasty.

Del, moving back to the first bowl: How's a guy supposed to eat around here? Can't even - HEY!!

Donovan: I told you I like this bowl better.

Del: GRRRRR!!!

Hay wars

Chloe: Look! The two-leggers have hay!

Georgia: Oh, good. I'm hungry.

Chloe: No way! It's for ME!

Georgia: Fat chance.

Chloe: See? I got some first! I've got the hay! It's mine! All--



Georgia: ::PaTUUUwee!!::

Chloe: Ok, I guess I didn't really want the hay all that much....

At the water bucket

Ipo: Hi, Mom! Whatcha doing?

Chloe: Quit calling me that.

Ipo: Sure, Mom! Anything you say! Whatcha doing? Oh, getting a drink of water, huh? That looks really good - maybe I'll have some, too!

Chloe: Go away.

Ipo: Oh, Mom! I like being with you! I'll just get some of that--

Chloe, giving Ipo The Stare: GO AWAY!

Ipo, with tail up and neck submissively arched: Uh... sure, Mom. Anything you say... going now... I'll just watch you from over here....

Happy Valentine's Day!

Percy and the starlings

Percy: I'm Percy the Great, stalking the evil skitter-things who dare to come into my pasture!

Percy stalks the starling, his nose almost to the ground. The starling skitters away.

Percy: You can run, but you cannot hide from Percy the Great! I will chase you to the ends of the earth!

Percy gains on the starling, who has skittered back to its flock. As Percy gets closer, he breaks into a run.

Percy: I've got you now! You cannot run from me!

Percy runs into the flock of starlings, which promptly flies out of the pasture, startling Percy.

Percy jumps up in the air, spins around and runs to mom: AACKK!!

Maternal instinct

Jubilee: No, no... you can't have him. He's mine!

Jubilee gets between the two-legger and Del.

Jubilee: Del! Go around the other way! That's it. Stay on this side of me!

Jubilee stays between the two-legger and Del.

Del: Mommy, what's it going to do to me?

Jubilee: I don't know, but I'm not taking any chances. Watch out! Go that way!!

The two-legger gets between Jubilee and Del.

Del: Uh-oh. Sorry, Mommy.

Jubilee, as she's ushered out of the pen: It's all right, Del. We'll fool it next time...