Um, yeah... Every time I think I've seen the weirdest position this cat can sleep in, she tops it.
"Please...I know my public adores me, but...no more pictures!"
"I'm tellin' ya, that mouse was THIS big!"
"Size 13, wide. What size are YOUR feet?"
This is the alfalfa Steven hand-cut with a sickle. Now he's cutting it short enough to cram into old feed sacks, since we don't have a real way to bale it.
He's putting some of it in this dog food sack. Some will probably go in old chicken food sacks. Then we'll store it until we feed it to the goat.
Speaking of the goatling, there he is, tethered and grazing!
Steven split and stacked a bunch of firewood this afternoon.
Yeah! Straight on through! Nice split!
These zucchini peels are dry now and I'm packing them into a bucket to store for winter. I'll rehydrate them in water and then feed them to the goat.
"Um...HELLO! Hey, you cut off my head!"
"Aurghhhh! Now you cut off my FEET!!!"
"Well, FINALLY! You got me, babe! All of me!""I feel so together!"
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