Since it seems this topic may be making more apperances that I thought on my blog, maybe I should give it a new title? Maybe 'Mom, don't read?'.....'Don't be embarassed for me mom'......'It's ok mom, I did vacumn in the house'.........
Anyways, my reason for this episode. I had to pick up shavings and then, on my way home from work, I had to go on a man hunt for homesteads with a sign out front that said 'HAY'. You see, I need hay. And I always wait to the last minute...I know, shame on me. It usually is ok because I call up my hay guy and say, "We're coming tomorrow for hay". This time though, he replied with "I have none, I haven't cut it yet with all the rain". UGH. So I drove up and down roads near my home look for a sign that said 'HAY'!
I found someone! And although I knew just by looking at it that it was good hay and the horses would have no issue eating it, I asked to take one bale with me to ensure they liked it! Yes, horse people do this because yes, sometimes horses don't like certain farmers hay :) I kid you not. And since I don't drive a truck and my trunk is ALWAYS filled with other crap, where did you think the hay bale was going to go? On my lap? I think not!
Now, wait until I tell you the story about when we went to pick up the hay! To Be Continued...
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