(continued from Day 4--read that first, unless you like your stories beginning in media res)
Dido ran to the edge of the pond (the upper pond, not to be confused with the lower pond) and stopped short. "THERE'S A POND HERE!". Yes, indeedy. And two barns, and, we later discovered, a creek, and a pretty farmhouse with beautiful views and cozy corners.
But as we walked down the property to explore the old barn, converted from a working dairy barn to a stable, Dido ran ahead, and exploded in joy yet again. "CHICKENS! CHICKENS!" A dozen or so, roosters, too. And he was transfixed.
to be continued...