I used to know what was going on around here, but lately, mayhem prevails.
Everybody around here has been on their best behavior out of respect for the Farm Manager. She’s always been short, but she’s short-handed now, too.
Mister Charlie had the blahs last week. He’s usually a little devil, a scheming opportunist, always angling for another saltine, or perhaps a clandestine foray into the aviary to evaluate the chicken food supply. He had his checkup only a couple weeks ago, but I called the vet. They couldn’t send anyone out that day but I signed up for a next-day appointment and spent the day staring at him for clues. Read the rest of this entry
Charlie & Hamish had birthdays last week! Hamish was two on Wednesday and Charlie was two on Friday. This generates quizzical looks because everyone assumes they are brothers. They were born on the same farm to different parents but they were raised together. They think they are brothers, so let’s not tell them, okay?
It snowed awhile back and I’m still not sure what to say about it. I’ve seen snow before but this one was really big. It’s long gone, but we’re still talking about it. Read the rest of this entry