Some things in life are small, but they are huge in the moments they happen.
I have a goat named Annie. She is not a year old, but she loves me dearly which is interesting in I never fed her when growing up. She though is constantly with her sister by me in the pen and always talking to me.
Today in an amusing thing, as I was walking by doing chores, she started talking to me, and I said something to her, and she started bucking and mock head goring my gobbler, Bud.
Bud has character problems in being a broad breasted bronze who should be in the freezer for a holiday, he is instead around here, trying to be boss. Last time he tried with me I swatted him.
Last time he tried it with my neighbor, the neighbor exclaimed he had been attacked, much to my amusement.
Bud weighs in the 40 pound bracket and is huge. I should knock him in the head, before he dies from a predator or just being too big......but is hard, as I like the sounds turkeys make and I need to get a gobbler first to hopefull breed my hens.
As TL can attest, Bud has problems with breeding in being too large he can't get the job done and frequently rolls off the stomped upon hens.
Odd in that, in cats get the spine end in sex and turkey hens get stomped on.
Annie though delights me as she has two horns growing which did not debud, and she just is always there being gregarious, and I dislike being gregarious, she sort of just fills the need I do not have in pestering me to liking her.
Someday she will probably have babies as she has wonderful lines, but right now I have two does bred and I only need one bred. Both accidental I would say, and the one doe Emma is my girl who broke my tooth, but I love her dearly but she is so little I would prefer she did not have kids ever.
The neighbor did compliment me on my buck though.....said he led really easy. That is my guy as he does behave except when going into rut. That can not be helped, but I will dry up Emma early and just milk her sister.
I presume some of this is God's doing in my herd, as people will need food someday and these goats are champion lines. They literally are worth several thousand dollars each. Problem is though I can not sell them no more than I could a child. They would know I betrayed them and that always is a problem in betraying things which trust you.
I observe people like Obama or Maher, even Limbaugh......and I would honestly rather be out gardening, training a horse or talking to Annie, sharing it all with the Tiger Lily than being a celebrity as I turned out to be now. This has no value for me. I pray for the best for the people who are a part of this blog, and they honestly should be celebrities once in their life to experience the glamour of it all, but when I started this, it was just the Holy Ghost moving me to say things I could not contain. It never was an issue of wanting attention.
I have told the spies often enough that if they just gave me the six or seven figure contract, I would just post the God stuff and the rest of this world order crap I could just leave out, as honestly fishing has more appeal than
I would that I had Buffett's stolen plunder as I would give all of you a million bucks and a prayer to not have the money ruin you, so you could focus on God, as that is what is important.
So my treasure today was TL, Annie and a south wind. I like the treasures one can not measure.
Of course, like you I would like to be able to spend money sometime without thought on things like high speed internet to make things easier in taking so much time and someday I hope to find a real German kreuller. That would be nice, but when they are not available even money will not buy them.
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