Shooting Star Farm Corgis

08/12/2026

If you've ever had one of those calls, you know what we're talking about! 😆

He's always been the helpful little guy...

M: LOUIE!!??!! Can you answer the phone, please? I am right in the middle of making a cake.

L: (holds up a paw) You betcha! I'mma on it.

*Ring, ring ☎️ ring, ring

L: 📞 Jello? Dis iz Wouie. How kin I hepp you tuhday?

Caller: Hello? Deese eeze John from Amazon.

L: (wrinkles his nose up, then gives Ma a smirk) Who??

C: John from Amazon.

L: (grinning at Ma, he responds a little louder) WHOOOO??

C: (becoming frustrated, he obviously takes the phone off speaker to be heard more clearly) JOHN FROM AMAZON!

L: (snickering under his breath) De jungle??

C: AMAZON!!

L: (yells back) I heard ya! De jungle??

C: AM - A (click)

L: (busts out laughing, slapping his leg he turns to Ma) Ennyfing else I'n kin do's for ya??

M: 😄 Nope, you did a fine job. (wipes her hands so she can give the little side-kick a high-five and swats his behind on the back swing)

L: (giggles and heads back to his employee lounge to finish his afternoon nap)
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08/11/2026

08/11/2026

This duck just really knew how to quack open a cold one. 🦆🍺

tar started life as a bullied outcast, shunned by the other ducks on a farm in Devon. His owner, Barrie, took him under his wing — literally — and carried him around in his shirt pocket as a chick.

As Star grew up, he started following Barrie everywhere, including his local pub. Before long, he had his own bar stool, a bowtie and a taste for real ale. 🍺

But Star had one enemy: the pub dog, Meggie.

After one too many staring contests, Star climbed onto her back. Meggie snapped and split his beak in two.

Thankfully, Star pulled through - and just weeks later, he was back on his bar stool and ready for another pint.

Clearly, he wasn’t going to let a little beak trouble keep him off the beer.

08/07/2026

🤣🤣