That's right. It's windy enough to even say fucksucks. Ever heard of Abby Normal?
I forgot that last night, I used Freya's food bowl as her water bowl, because I was being lazy and didn't want to look for another bowl for her water just then, and this morning when feeding Freya, I poured her food right into her water. Yum Yum, how about some watered down duck and turkey meal?
Anyways. It's really windy out. The sun is shining, bright blue skies, fairly warm too (by that I mean it's not cold), but the wind is so strong that my car door slams shut as soon as you let go of the handle, and the door at the barn barely opens, it's like arm wrestling a giant just to pry it open and then hold it open long enough to sneak inside before it slams shut behind you. You know what that means? Even though the sun is out, my dearest Lucy will be staying in. Because Lucy doesn't care for wind, and while she would be fine with me taking her to and from the fields, I am working tonight and she would definitely not be fine with Sam (or anyone else that isn't me) taking her back inside. There's a very high chance that she would be too nervous and take off or trample Sam and I don't want that happening (for Lucy's sake not Sam's).
Anyway.
I'm going to do something productive for a few hours, then I'm going to head to the barn, and clean Lucy's stall and prep her dinner, and then go to work. I really hope someone is home by the time I leave for work, because I would hate for Freya to have to sit outside in this much wind... It's making her fairly nervous, and I imagine her being left alone in it would freak her out.
That is all now ta
I forgot that last night, I used Freya's food bowl as her water bowl, because I was being lazy and didn't want to look for another bowl for her water just then, and this morning when feeding Freya, I poured her food right into her water. Yum Yum, how about some watered down duck and turkey meal?
Anyways. It's really windy out. The sun is shining, bright blue skies, fairly warm too (by that I mean it's not cold), but the wind is so strong that my car door slams shut as soon as you let go of the handle, and the door at the barn barely opens, it's like arm wrestling a giant just to pry it open and then hold it open long enough to sneak inside before it slams shut behind you. You know what that means? Even though the sun is out, my dearest Lucy will be staying in. Because Lucy doesn't care for wind, and while she would be fine with me taking her to and from the fields, I am working tonight and she would definitely not be fine with Sam (or anyone else that isn't me) taking her back inside. There's a very high chance that she would be too nervous and take off or trample Sam and I don't want that happening (for Lucy's sake not Sam's).
Anyway.
I'm going to do something productive for a few hours, then I'm going to head to the barn, and clean Lucy's stall and prep her dinner, and then go to work. I really hope someone is home by the time I leave for work, because I would hate for Freya to have to sit outside in this much wind... It's making her fairly nervous, and I imagine her being left alone in it would freak her out.
That is all now ta
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