The yard. THE YARD!  I truly believe it was going to be the death of me.  Did you notice that I said was going to be the death of me?  I finally admitted defeat to HL and asked begged him to let me hire a yard boy. HL agreed after a bit of pleading on my part.  Boy comes on Tuesday to mow this jungle before it closes in on us.  Thank goodness for yard boys.

Introducing Nip & Tuck (my aunt named them) the newest members of the farm family.

(Nip on the left. Tuck on the right.)

Both were adopted from The Smocklady. Aren’t the cute? I have to say though it’s like having 2 more 3 year olds in the house. Jeeze oh man they are wild and it’s been a long time since we’ve had kittens. I also adopted Qtip but he is currently outside chasing mice, beating up the dog, or something. The Smocklady and I were both worried about his transition but he did wonderful and was a happy boy this morning when I let him out of his kennel.. He hung around on the porch most of the early morning then started scoping things out after a few hours. We are excited about our new members and can’t wait until they are delivering fuzzy little gifts from the sheds. Mice are buggers on a farm with all the animal feed around.