Someone new came to Walkabout Farm this morning. The chickens were the first to tell us and were clucking between themselves about the stranger. He calls himself a "pigeon" and says his name is Freedom. He is very polite, and made himself at home through the day. He stayed around the barn where Mom had thrown out some extra corn for him. He gave me quite a surprise when he flew to the top of the barn and I heard his feet scratching on the metal, a weird and scary sound, but then I realized he meant no harm. The chickens talked to him this afternoon and he said he had been living in "the city", but had heard there were places where birds nested in trees and there were other animals to talk to and no loud cars roaring and honking. So he decided to see for himself and set out on his journey. Later this afternoon he flew onto Cloud's window sill and told us he was so glad the stories were true about their being another land called "the country." It made us all very grateful that we live where we do, so loved and cared for in this beautiful green world. We know some horses who don't get the freedom we do here and that they are made to trot in circles all the time they are out of their stalls. They have told us that some horses are asked to run very fast for a couple of minutes each day, then stand in their stalls again. I came from a very similar past, trotting in a ring then being made to jump very high until I was exhausted. I was then abandoned to stand by myself in a vacant lot with no one to care for and feed me. All I could do was dream of a different life until I was rescued and finally found my forever home. We think Pigeon is brave for following his dream. He doesn't know if he will stay, or keep exploring, but we are glad to have him while he is here.