NO means NO

Okay, everyone understands that no means no....especially when it comes from your mother. So when I said, "No more two or four-legged, feathered, furred or finned friends on this "farm"... I meant no. After all even if this was considered our little Green Acres wanna be, or even maybe Beverly Hillbillies...pre bubbling crude discovery, I'm pretty sure that 15 chickens, 3 goats, 1 dog and 3 cats are plenty in our little neck of the woods. There is really no amount of wimpering, pouting, blue-eyed-eyelash-blinking, lip quivering, pleading, begging, empty-promise-making whining that will make me change my mind...... We all know that when mom says no she means no, and don't make me mad....because if momma ain't happy, ain't nobody happy!

With that being said let me introduce you to Brody.... better know at a rather loud screech as "BRODY JAMES BAD DOG"....

Brody... evidently was Lonely?... because he was shortly followed by..."Honey, don't forget ....the peeps I ordered will be in soon....."

...24 of them to be exact. Poor lonely peeps......Wednesday night, came home from work, met at the door with "Hi Mom...I love you...." complete with "raccoon in a corn field, possum eatin' you-know-what grin.... "guess what daddy found for me...."

....Meet the "turtal"...per Megan's spelling, who now resides in my laundry room in a nice little glass aquarium on my dryer......But wait there's more....

Katie moved back home Thursday night from school. I woke up Friday morning, bleery-eyed, half asleep, desperately searching my way to the kitchen for my first cup coffee... when I stumbled upon this on my kitchen island....

....But don't worry...... she at least left me a note......

See.... I'm glad everyone listens to their mother!!

Greeeeeeen Acres is the place to be.

Farm Livin' is the life.. for me????

the "Eastep petting Zoo"... is open by appointment only.