i came home from work, did a few chores and just finished lime-ing and fertilizing the upper field. i am pretty sure i might be dead and just too dense to know it. i came back in, sat down, checked my email and laughed out loud. there was a picture of bonnie in her new home waiting for me.
i would like to know how come she is lounging on a big thick cushion on a deck overlooking a lake with a big grin on her face and i am freaking well killing myself trying to make our freaking pasture grow!!!
life is sooo unfair, i think i want her life now!