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April 2017

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"Every act alters the soul of the doer." - Oswald Spengler (German historian and philosopher, author of "Decline of the West")

I've either got to say nothing about that, or type for an hour. So I think I'll leave it up to you.

On a more mundane level, I had a tough day (physically) yesterday, and I'm still feeling the effects of it. Besides all my usual chores, I loaded up 150 lbs of grain into the cart, hauled it to the barn, and unloaded it into barrels; unloaded (with my roomie's help) another 400 lbs of grain into the shed; helped my roomie fix the hole where Pearl keeps escaping from the back yard; then mowed the back yard, where the grass was higher than my knees.



Good Grief! Macho macho girl! Don't mess with the Kat, after this she bench presses Volkswagons for fun!

Seriously, oof... Whatta day -- you must be exhausted -- tell that silly horse to give you a break and not even think of escaping for a day or two, because you need the rest. No more finding holes to escape out of, because neither boss lady is up to repairing them for a few days.
*giggle* Volkswagons, huh?

Sorry, I should have mentioned that Pearl is a dog! A long-haired dachsund, to be exact. But I will tell the silly dog to give me a break. Because yeah, never mind the Volkswagons, I can barely lift my video game controller.
Ah, heck, my bad...

But didn't you have a horse escaping earlier this spring?

(What is it with holes and animals -- give them a hole and they'll wiggle through. I have a friend who says she used to herd the cows on her dad's ranch through gates by yelling, "Quick! Stop them before they get through the hole!" And they would immediately bolt through the gate, exactly where she wanted them to go. She said she taught the trick to her dad, who first looked at her in disbelief, and then started doing it himself when he saw how well it worked.)
LOL!! Reverse psychology!

Yes, we did have a horse who escaped this spring. Peanut, who now has a new home, since that was at least the 6th or 7th time she'd busted out of our paddock.