Tragedy struck this week. Tragedy in the form of a copper-colored horse.
Goldie got out.
She’s been happily helping us keep the weeds to a minimum for the last three weeks; but the sweet, dew covered wheat was just too much to resist for a horse. After all, the wheat does look like scrumptious grass at this point.
I can’t blame her too much for her indiscretion. I can, however, throw her dirty looks every now and again and I survey the cropped tops of my pet project.
On a side note – we still have kittens if you are interested. Please save them from the overwhelming love that is my two (almost three) year old daughter. You can email me at firstname.lastname@example.org