I always worry about delays at Herron Hill farm. Sometimes it means bad news. I sure hope that's not the case here. Maybe you have been inundated with deliveries of the most beautiful doelings the world has ever seen and the paparazzi are swarming to take photographs. Or maybe you're just busy making a living. Darn this working for a living. Cuts into our lives, doesn't it?
I agree with Ozarks Goat Girl, delays make me worry that something sad or tragic may have happened on your farm. Maybe there has just been a series of babies trying to come into the world sideways, rib cage first is always a fun time. Or maybe it is like our farm and the babies take up most of the day just being fed because just about the time the shepherdess is done feeding all the little brats it is time to start again then add milking to that and it is a wonder we adults ever get fed. Well, I hope everything is OK. Please tell TMFGITW my dearest Crumpet, that I love her.
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Really is this fair, to have people all across the US wondering? I know you think it's funny. Hmf.
I always worry about delays at Herron Hill farm. Sometimes it means bad news. I sure hope that's not the case here. Maybe you have been inundated with deliveries of the most beautiful doelings the world has ever seen and the paparazzi are swarming to take photographs. Or maybe you're just busy making a living. Darn this working for a living. Cuts into our lives, doesn't it?
Ack.
PLEAASE UPDATE!!! YOU ARE DRIVING ME CRAZY!!!
I agree with Ozarks Goat Girl, delays make me worry that something sad or tragic may have happened on your farm. Maybe there has just been a series of babies trying to come into the world sideways, rib cage first is always a fun time. Or maybe it is like our farm and the babies take up most of the day just being fed because just about the time the shepherdess is done feeding all the little brats it is time to start again then add milking to that and it is a wonder we adults ever get fed. Well, I hope everything is OK. Please tell TMFGITW my dearest Crumpet, that I love her.
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