Let the record show that we do NOT have a cow.
What in not-heaven would possess Farmer H to buy a sign cautioning people about a cow? Why would he spend his ill-gotten auction/Goodwill/flea market allowance on such an item?
I can only surmise that Farmer H is thinking that MRS. HILLBILLY MOM is a COW!
When questioned about the purchase, and the self-sent email that told Mrs. HM of this new addition, Farmer H replied, "Well, they didn't have one for a goat." Indeed. A likely story. So he immediately thought, I'll get a cow warning instead. A goat is kind of like a cow. Yeah. Right. No siree, Bob! Just ask blog buddy Sioux. A goat is NOT like a cow! Their eyes are totally different.
I think Farmer H was trying to put something over on me. Like inferring that I am a cow, and that people must be warned about me!
One thing is for certain. After this little incident...I'm about to have a cow!
5 comments:
Don't let Farmer H put you in a bad moooood!!
That goat. It's THE DEVIL.
THE DEVIL.
fishducky,
I think you and Farmer H are in cahoots!
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Sioux,
It can probably even peer out at you through your monitor with its rectangular pupils. When we got it, Farmer H told me his name was Billy. Perhaps short for Bill Z. Bub...
Did you miss the Seinfeld reference? Putty pathetic.
Sioux,
NOOOOO! And by that, I mean yes, I missed it. I'm slipping! This retirement thing has turned my mind to mush. Thank goodness I wasn't sitting in T-Hoe minding my own business when a crazed hockey fan with a painted face jumped in front of my window. Nor sitting on the couch taunting Farmer H about radio stations and car Jesus fish.
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