They're going to take my farm license away......

I can raise baby goats, sometimes, that turn out pretty good, grow up into beautiful young lady goats and then turn out to be good mother goats.

(Ellie Mae, my yearling, is pregnant!)
I really have high hopes for Miss Daisy!
I am still in love with all those spots and those long ears never grow old!

She is quite the bully on top of the mountain.

"What you doing in there Mr Big?

You rascally rooster!"

"Whaaaaat?
You say whaaaaat??

You like my curly ears?

I know everyone does."

Duke is a studdly little fella and I have high hopes for him being a herd sire for another farm next year! His face is just beautiful!!!!

Daisy wins again!

These are my very best, sweetest babies that have ever been dropped here on the farm.

(I like Thunder's offspring)

They are so quiet and docile!

I think that means they are happy!

They haven't caught wind of what a bad farmer I am yet.

They don't know how hard it is for me to raise chickens.

If they knew what "I" did to my baby chicks they would head for the mountains.

I will tell you and you will not mutter a word to anyone. OK?

Do I have your word? OK then, here goes........

I

drowned

2

baby

chicks

in

a

water

bucket

.

.

.

I

said

you

can't

tell

anyone

or

the

officials

will

come

and

take

my

license.

s

h

h

h

h

h

!

I don't ever want it to brought up in conversation ever again.

My guilt is overwhelming enough.......

Need I say more?

ps. the picture above is Mr Big as he prepared to leave his coop
this morning to go to work protecting Sunny Morning Farm!

Now if he would just be able to warn me of the safety hazards spotted...........