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Welcome to Shamrock Hollow Farm

Tucked at the end of a winding gravel road, past moss-draped oaks and sunflower patches, lies a little place called Shamrock Hollow Farm—where the breeze smells like honeysuckle and mischief is always just around the corner.


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This quiet countryside nook is home to a delightful group of animal friends, each with their own quirks and charms.

First, theirs Rocky, the old Catahoula Cur. With a grumbly snore and a wrinkly face, Rocky spend most of his day stretched out in the sunniest patch of porch he can find. He may look stern, but he wouldn’t chase a squirrel if you paid him in biscuits.


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Bounding through the clover fields is Daisy Mae, a sprightly border collie with boundless energy and a bark that echoes across the hills. Whether she’s herding clouds of chasing dragonflies, Daisy’s always on the move.


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Nellie, the droopy-eyed Basset Hound, prefers a slower pace. She’s happiest curled up in a pile of fresh laundry of sunbathing on the porch swing. But rustle a bag of treats of offer a good ear scratch, and you’ll have her full attention.


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Then there’s Poe, the shadow-sleek black cat who rules the barnyard with a twitch of his tail. Equal parts troublemaker and garden guardian, Poe loves to pounce on fluttering butterflies and unsuspecting dog tails—just for the thrill of it.


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And in the chicken coop you’ll find the feathery quartet: Moe, the loudest of the bunch;


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Peggy, the proud mama hen;



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Pecker, always getting into places she shouldn’t


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And Salem, the quiet observer with eyes like little buttons. Together they scratch, strut, and gossip from sunup to sundown.


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But the real magic happen when the sun dips low behind the cypress trees and the fireflies start to flicker. That’s when the animals of Shamrock Hollow Farm slip into the woods to explore, dream, and get up to all kinds of nighttime adventures.


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So snuggle in close, fluff your pillow, and join us every Sunday evening as we follow our farmyard friends into the moonlight. Who knows where their paws, claws, and tiny talons might take them?


 
 
 

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