Lynn walked with measured steps, inspecting each of the enclosures housing the poultry and livestock.
Whether it was the chicken coop or the pigsty, all were cleaned and maintained very tidily.
Lynn saw no accumulated manure or debris within them.
Clearly.
Guy had arranged for the farm workers to clean and maintain them daily.
Lynn's gaze swept over each household chicken.
Fortunately, every chicken was in good condition, with no signs of illness.
These chickens were pure domesticated types and hadn't been vaccinated.
If one chicken contracted a disease, like avian flu, it would spread to all the chickens!
No exceptions.
He walked past individual stables housing the warhorses.
As Lynn was preparing to head to the next livestock enclosure, a series of warning shouts reached his ears.
"Lord Guy, watch out, don't get knocked down."
"That one, that one!"
"Yes, yes, those three sheep next to you as well, their bellies have noticeably expanded."
"..."
