In which a dear friend visits the farm, and we meet up for the first time
Becky emailed me yesterday:
|Yes, she's just as dignified and ladylike in person|
"When I meet you, I am going to introduce myself, and then you are going to introduce yourself, so I don't slaughter the pronunciation of your name without hearing it first."
What fun it is to meet dear friends for the first time!
|Becky and the Bean, with their offspring the DragonMonkey and the Squidgelet,|
meet Dobbie Goat Gruff
|Goat kisses: sort of a mixed blessing when they belch apple breath up your nose.|
|Oh look! A chicken!|
|They think the tractor's sexy|
|Future endurance rider|
a slightly larger mount.
After goat-wrangling, we gathered around the bonfire for hot dogs
|Bloggers: without pix, it didn't happen|
|DragonMonkey, outstanding in the field.|
A tired child is a happier child. And the parent of a tired child is a happier parent.
You heard it here first. Feel free to quote me.