I don't know if it's that weird little hairy guy from the comic strip BC, or someone VERY fond of a fairly decent shipboard drink, but this one goes out to 'Grog'!
Yes, I'm still alive, and yes, I want to keep this damn blog going.
So, here's Turn Here Rose: 8 chickens, 3 ducks, 3 geese. Still have my pot bellied boar, but the sow cut herself shortly after her last birthing, and by the time I realized it, (it was under her front leg, and not noticeable whether she was standing or nursing) she had gone septic and I lost her. I was able to continue bottle feeding the piglets, and kept two females after selling the other 8.
I'm currently raising channel catfish, but it's still too early to tell if that will work out.
The best friend I have EVER had in my life, who I have known since we were in diapers, and lost touch with when I joined the Navy and he moved away, has once again become a part of my life. I recently learned he also lives in Oklahoma after a surprisingly parallel life, and we have since reconnected. It seems as no time has passed in our friendship since we were sixteen. It's good to have a friend again that I've missed so much.
Politically, I'm for Trump, and if either of those asswipes running on the Democrat ticket get in, I will finally give up on this once great country, put out a sign that I'm declaring myself my own country, and load up for the jackboots. I don't choose to live under the rule of a deluded egomaniac whose only goal is to increase her 'prestige' as our queen, nor under the gentle socialist designs of a Hitler in the offing.
I finally saved enough for a decent cultivator, have my truck garden in, have an herb garden ready to plant, and am breaking ground for my Dent corn field. Hopefully I'll get a field cut for wheat also this year.
And, on an ending note, I am going to do my best to update weekly. And all the times I think to myself "I should blog about that", I'll get off my always wore out ass and actually DO it.
Miss all of you, and I'll try to wake up here.