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The calves are being weaned on the ranch.
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we went forth..we multiplied....we committed and emitted. and now she's at the end of her rope...no longer one being...the milk keeps us one.
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I woke up in the middle of the night to Osro crying for more milk, more milk...I am at my wits end trying to get rest....I state in a sob "I can't do this anymore!" I kneel beside the bed, hang my head, and I just cry....He has soaked through another diaper and has been lying in a swamp of his own urine for god knows how long, my side is also ( Read more... ) -
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And then, ( these are what I've been up to all mornings.... ) -
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EEEEEEEeeeeeeewww.....
( I just woke up from one of the worstest dreams EVER. ) -
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Take a Walk Around the Block...
...and maybe on the wild side. Osmosis and I walked around the block. The sky was dark, the snow melted, the chill just pleasant enough to bring upon a smile...all this and the aroma of burning wood combined ever so delicately to remind me sweetly of New Mexico. I hope one day I can live there again ( Read more... )
