only this time, it wasn't flying bottle rockets, it was sneaky llamas. we have quite a large supply of carrots and apples right now, so as a treat i decided to cut them up tiny and add them to everyone's feed. all the guys were in their stalls and carl was watching his sheep mill around waiting for their dinner. i was at the shelf in the back of petunia's house chopping up the goodies to add to their food. tunia was snuffling around and poking at my feet trying to either hurry me along or maybe to make me drop some. all of a sudden the silent stealth pilot, slipped his very soft cheek against mine as he leaned over my shoulder to make sure i was dividing it all evenly. my heart just about stopped because tunia has a small and friendly rat that visits her and sits by her head when she is napping. i think said rat finishes off her breakfast each morning and i thought that was who was on my shoulder. i swear to god my heart dropped to my boots. i don't mind rats but i prefer to see them from a bit of a distance. anyway the good news is i have quit worrying about carl going bezerke and trying to kill me in a hormonal rage...he is much too fond of carrots and apples to injure his food source.