My daughter’s friend canceled her New Year’s Bash because her two outdoor cats ate a rabid bat a couple days ago. They are in 45-day quarantine, indoors, and wrecking the house. And so 2022 refuses to pass without leaving a debris trail. Read the rest of this entry
If the news is kind of old, is it still news? What is time, anyway? Does anybody really know what time it is?
In my opinion, there is nothing cute about the family of raccoons who have moved into the trees above my aviary. The flock is nervous and Norman, the Flock Manager, is on constant patrol duty. Read the rest of this entry
The Farm Manager says I have failed to live up to my contractual obligations. She accused me of not writing enough blog posts! Read the rest of this entry
I can’t even remember the last time we were allowed to go out to the backyard. We don’t even line up at the gate anymore. Read the rest of this entry
Stacy's Funny Farm 