Narrative of friendly farm animals

After another mud slog day, we finally found the ferme le tolla. We entered the gate and our arrival was announced rather loudly by the trio of donkeys pastured nearby. A grey horse pegged us immediately as suckers for horsey snacks. he came to our window, stuck his head in and went directly for the croissants in Leslie's backpack. Leslie, who does not like carol lectures (who does) received an extra special epistle on the bad habits developed by animals who eat human food. Such as bears in Yellowstone. I closed the window. After showering we returned to our room and Mr Grey spotted us again. This time we watched in amazement as he opened the window and stuck his head in to join our conversation.