Back when I first moved into my farmhouse , I had an all black stray cat that had adopted me , one night my cat was killed by a fucking bobcat on my back deck . I shot the bobcat and had him mounted , now he sits on my mantle .
I spent all weekend working on one of my boats engines that I fragged on Friday afternoon , finally finishing everything including some time on the dyno to seat the rings , late Sunday night .
I'll be able to finish seating the rings during my Wednesday afternoon boating event , then this weekend is our annual hot toddy run for charity
Well , I'm off to meet the vet that will be checking out the goats I want to buy
I spent all weekend working on one of my boats engines that I fragged on Friday afternoon , finally finishing everything including some time on the dyno to seat the rings , late Sunday night .
I'll be able to finish seating the rings during my Wednesday afternoon boating event , then this weekend is our annual hot toddy run for charity
Well , I'm off to meet the vet that will be checking out the goats I want to buy
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My best friend growing up...they had a goat names FLOWER. And she used to always try and get in the house...so we'd be playing in her room...and then all of a sudden there was the goat haha.