Look. They named me Belinda before anyone heard my amazing and wonderful squeaky crowing. I was dumped in the city and I spent really quite a long time wandering around, not sure what I ought to do.  Then I met some humans and they put food out for me and seemed to like me (this was before they knew I was a rooster).

Our animals learned to write years ago and now they have put their skills to use in writing to Santa.  A different letter every day from a different animal … letting him know if they’ve been naughty or nice, and asking if maybe, just please maybe, he’ll bring them a gift!

Hi. I’m Dwayne. I’m really, really shy. I came here with a whole lot of sheep, but some of them got adopted out to other farms. I stayed here with the two ladies who ended up having babies. I love them and their babies.

There was a time a few years ago when I honestly wasn’t sure I wanted to go on. I lived with an incredible number of rabbits and it was dirty and smelly and awful, and a boy rabbit made me pregnant without my permission.

I was just there. On the side of a rural road in West Virginia. My feathers were missing on my head and my tail and were all on the ground near me. I could hardly walk at all. Then what happened?

I’m a really lucky duck.  I was passed from hand to hand, but the last hand knew that I needed a farm to live on and he drove all way out here to make sure I’d be ok.  Some people are A-OK. 

I was born first! My mom Esme came here with a bunch of other animals because they weren’t getting fed.  There were a lot of people here to watch me slide into this world – I love a good audience!  I wasn’t too upset when mom had a second kid (my sister Stella) because I knew she would be really fun to play with.

Oooh, hello.  My name is Wilbur.  My mama tried so hard to get me into this world.  That’s how much she loved me.  I think there are no better mamas in the world than mama cows.  But my mama had a very  very hard time.   

I’ve always been tall, and I’ve always been handsome. As far back as I can remember, in fact. However, if the truth be known, I was sometimes difficult in my younger years. I ran a bit wild with my llama friend Lucky.

Hey there, I’m Louie.  I came here with George in 2018 when our mama lost her farm. Together we have terrorized, ah, I mean, protected this farm!  I have seniority here and George is supposed to be my deputy, but sometimes he gets a little uppity.