You can call me Grandma, as long as you call me!
That’s right….GRANDKIDS. 4 in two years. The slides are in the trunk. Mush, mush, love……..Goo Gooo!
You adults had your chance….. I belong to the Little People now.
Call to Me and I will answer you.
Contrary to what my husband believes, I only have 2 goats. However, those goats have some goats……..
Meet my second goat; Fanny. She is an Alpine goat, which in my opinion, is one of the most beautiful breeds. Fanny is precocious, outgoing…..and naughty.
Fanny owns two goats; The Twins. Their names are Jimmy Dean and Myra….and they are naughty.
“Huh??????? why do you tell people that??”
I think this kid needs a job…….
Because He bends down to listen, I will pray as long as I have breath.
The Ponies!! Don’t let them hear you call them that though, because they are technically miniature horses.
They are all mares and were supposedly bred to a mini black and white paint stud. Just from looking at a couple of them, it was doubtful that they were bred, due to their body condition….but I still bit.
Guess what???? Not a single one of them was bred. Add to that; all except one were impossible to catch–as in I’m genuinely terrified of you, don’t come anywhere near me!
Now before you all start trying to unload your “ocean front property” on me, let me speak in my defense; I do believe that the horses were sold in good faith to me. The lady I bought them from had only owned them a very short time, but had to sell them because of unexpected circumstances. She did offer me some money back.