The next morning she wouldn't load up. We tried everything including coercion, extortion, bribery, and asking nicely, for close to 8 hours. The horse would not go in.
Sandhill Flats Farm is moving: sheep, chickens, horse, cats, and all! The Husband got transferred to NE Kansas. We will start our farm move on or around June 1. It's always an adventure with this guy!
So, a couple of weeks ago, in the middle of the night, I sat bolt upright in bed having heard a cat scream the most blood-curdling scream ever. I woke up yelling our outdoor cat's name, Tito, knowing for sure the scream meant he was in the throes of death.
Well, we made it through Hurricane Irma after sheltering in-place. We did not have any significant damage. The worst that happened was the metal cover over our ag well was peeled back like the lid on a sardine can.
