Sophie visited, and I visited, and Bosco was so excited to go on walks, he’d run to the gate and baaa before we even got his outfit on. Wyatt would hide behind Carlie the horse and look around her butt at us when he thought we weren’t paying attention. We Read more…
“Here. You be the horse.” She said. So I was the horse and she was the person, and she tied me to the barn door. “Now you try.” So I did and I got the knot right and I learned a new skill. I’d posted on Facebook looking for a Read more…
He cried a lot and got out of the dog run about half a dozen times and hung out at the fence and cried for the other goats until mom strapped the dog run gates together and that kept him in for sure. We were supposed to introduce Bosco gradually Read more…
“Sure”, he said. “Really?”, I said. “Yes, as long as you’re not alone.” So that was it. The whole conversation was over. And somehow I was hiking the Pacific Crest Trail Again this year. Sophie is going, and so is Bianca if she doesn’t land a full time job, and Read more…