Day Seven

Today marks a week I have been at Farcical Farms, and what a week it has been. Four of those days (including tonight) have been under both rain and wind warnings, with snow last night. Everything is surviving fairly well, except for the chairs on the back porch which tried to commit chairicide by throwing themselves off it.

I got out for a ride today, down the road towards the woods and then back past the property and towards Lougheed Hwy. The dog, Titan, misses Justin more than Tonka (the other horse) does. He whined, cried and barked the whole time we were gone. I managed to get the horses out into the field for an hour or so, during which the dog had run of the paddock and the field. He dug a hole in the old manure pile, and came back with quite the brown nose!