Old Mc Shannon had a farm
The weather was beautiful today. I woke up to birds singing outside my window in the garden. We haven't had a lot of birds out here for some reason. I hung a bunch of birdhouses in a tree and now we have a family of doves and a bunch of little birds. They've probably eaten all my larkspur seeds that fell last fall. Oh well.
We have 9 deer that we feed every day. It's pretty cool to watch them. Especially when the babies are little and start to play with each other.
Our place feels a bit like a farm with 4 cats plus a couple of neighbor cats, two dogs, 9 deer, birds, a fish and a rabbit that recently got out of his cage and is probably running around under the crawlspace. Hope we find him soon.
I remember, when I was little, I wanted to live on a farm. I think I would have ended up becoming a vegetarian just looking at those sweet faces. Recently we lost a very large three year old buck we had been feeding regularly. He ended up tangled in the fencing and wore himself out trying to get loose. A week or so later someone gave us venison meat and I can't eat it. The rest of the family has no problem with it, of course, it's just me who has the issue. Once, one of my boys brought up raising chickens and I said no. I like chicken and I'm not about to give that up because I have several outside pecking around with names and fluffy butts. I'm such a wimp.
So I don't have the stomach to be a farmer. I'm more of an animal lover than a farmer. Now if I could grow some food that doesn't have a face, that would be ok. :)
We have 9 deer that we feed every day. It's pretty cool to watch them. Especially when the babies are little and start to play with each other.
Our place feels a bit like a farm with 4 cats plus a couple of neighbor cats, two dogs, 9 deer, birds, a fish and a rabbit that recently got out of his cage and is probably running around under the crawlspace. Hope we find him soon.
I remember, when I was little, I wanted to live on a farm. I think I would have ended up becoming a vegetarian just looking at those sweet faces. Recently we lost a very large three year old buck we had been feeding regularly. He ended up tangled in the fencing and wore himself out trying to get loose. A week or so later someone gave us venison meat and I can't eat it. The rest of the family has no problem with it, of course, it's just me who has the issue. Once, one of my boys brought up raising chickens and I said no. I like chicken and I'm not about to give that up because I have several outside pecking around with names and fluffy butts. I'm such a wimp.
So I don't have the stomach to be a farmer. I'm more of an animal lover than a farmer. Now if I could grow some food that doesn't have a face, that would be ok. :)
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