It's the Game that Never Ends. . .

Last Week we took the opportunity to do something that we had never done before:  play a game of Risk with all of the members of the family.  So far it has taken three days running and people have basically given up on it.  Too bad, cause for the first time in my life I was in a position of power.  The cowards.

I can't believe that I'm seeing smiles as I'm wiping everyone out.  Just Kidding.

The Christmas Tree is being referee. 

Notice the intense concentration?

Bad News Next Foggy Christmas. . .

Christmas Eve Plans

When the Christmas Spirit came, it really CAME.  Now I'm prancing around and bouncing off of the walls in excitement.  I guess that it's something about Christmas Eve.  

But now I would like to illustrate my plans for the best Christmas Present that I'm giving this year.  

It's for Corn Nut. . .

It's about the size of a loaf of bread. . .

It's soft. . .

It's ALIVE!

It's got long, floppy ears. . .

It's Chocolate Brown. . .

I bet you're all excited. . .

Here it is!

Corn Nut has always wanted a mouse. . . but we kind-of oppose to that because there are plenty of wild ones running around the farm. . . so one of my best friends (who I stole this picture from) has baby rabbits for sale.  We're picking the chocolate brown one in the back up today, after Brazil Nut has finished the hutch.

Wowza!

I can't believe that it's only one day until Christmas!  It always seems like I have plenty of time to get stuff ready- but no. . . . .

Christmas is always too sneaky for that- so here I am with 1 more present to get before the day 

after tomorrow.  Ugh.  

Here is a picture of the birds that Corn Nut took pictures of in the window well.  He thought that they were amazing.

Doesn't it look Chilly?

He Finally Has a Name!

I'm sorry for the inconvenience with the voting and everything- but today in the barn I came up for the perfect name for the new cat.  "Dark Knight."  I haven't seen the movie, but he was too shiny of a black to name Soot, and my little brother just came up with the name without thinking of the movie!  So. . . . It works.  Thanks for all of the suggestions, though!

Winter's Here

In acknowledgment of Winter Solstice, yesterday, here's a little poem for all of you Winter fanatics:

Spring has Sprung

Fall has Fell

Now it's Winter and it's colder than- well. . . .

Why Do the Good Die Young?

Yesterday was complete turmoil.  I went out to do the goats and one of my cats was lying, dead, by the hay stack.  It was horrible.  This cat was the one Welfare Cat that got off of welfare early, he was the only friendly stray that I've ever owned.  His name was MacGyver.  It seems like it's just the good cats that you can't keep for very long.  We think that he died of some sickness- but he had been eating well and there didn't seem to be anything wrong with him after he was dead.  It's a mystery.  The kind of mystery that I don't like to participate in.