Sometimes it is time to say goodbye...
After nearly a year of blogging I am throwing in the towel. So this is fairwell. Although, I have enjoyed hearing many of your comments and meeting my followers and readers I have decided I just don't have time to keep up with the blogging. I guess you will just have to turn Pioneer Woman or Advocates for Agriculture to quench your daily agriculture thirst. I look forward to still reading many of your blogs. Thanks for your support and I will miss you all.
Wait a minute... it couldn't be April Fools today?! OK that was my corny attempt at an April Fool's Joke. My dad was much better at getting my sister and I every year. I remember one year, when we were about five and seven, dad came running into our bedrooms and told us that we must get up because Sundance, our horse, had a baby! A baby horse, oh man we were excited. We jumped out of our bunk beds, threw on our sneakers (sneakers and p.j.'s always a hot combo) and ran to the truck. Now for some reason dad wasn't moving nearly as fast as we were. "Come on dad," you could hear us yelling through the window of the truck. However, as we sat there we began to realize things weren't adding up. Sundance was a gelding. Gelding can't/don't have babies.
Somehow the excited of a new foal overwhelmed our knowledge of farm animal reproduction.