By my clock, it should take me 20 minutes to clean the stalls, 15 minutes to rinse and fill the water troughs, 45 minutes to drag the fields, and 5 minutes to sweep up. That equals 1 hour and 30 minutes. Tops.
Here's how it really goes down . . .
I've got a neighbor's pig in my garage:
The cats have claimed the Gator:
The chickens are "supervising":
The horses are "helping":
And the juvenile delinquent is obsessed with his stick:
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| "Mom, throw the stick" |
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| "Mom, PLEASE throw the stick" |
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| "Mom, mom, mom . . . um . . . what was I saying?" |
Suddenly 5 hours have gone by and I'm left scratching my head wondering how it all got away from me. At least now I can get on.
Apparently:
Cotton says I should've stuck with the geldings
At least I have a good support system in place:
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| My Red Solo Cup family |
Ah, life on a farm. You just never know what will happen from day to day.
Gotta run, I think I hear an armadillo.
