Mental Farmer

Takoda here.  Don’t tell Mom I used her laptop.  I am not allowed to play with it.  Or phones.  Or remote controls, socks, books, magazines, shoes, sweaters, cats, chickens, coyote poop, wastebaskets, beer bottles, couch cushions, blankets, pee pads, rugs or gloves.  I am not allowed to chew on furniture.  I am not allowed to […]

This has nothing at all to do with farming, but I had an interesting day once I finished studying for the Real Estate exam I face this weekend.  First, I went for a walk with my cats, Amos and Rascal.  They followed me on a half mile round trip to the top of our little mountain.  They […]