No Animals Were Harmed in the Writing of This Blogpost

The conversations you are about to read are true.  There were no actors and no scripts.

Me:  "What did you do at your friend's last night?"
Granddaughter:  "We took the chickens for rides on the 4-wheeler."
Grandson:  "Who drove?"

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Grandson:  "Grandpa, will you buy me a goat."
Me:  "You know that your mom and dad are not going to let you keep a goat at your house."
Grandson:  "I know, but we could keep it over here."
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Me:  "What's that knocking?"
Mrs. L.:  "It sounds like there's a horse in the garage."
Me:  "Oh, *!, I forgot to close the garage door last night."

Families who live in the city do not have these conversations.  We had all three within the span of 72 hours.

In case you are wondering:

The chickens apparently enjoy this;
no, we did not buy the boy a goat; and
we got the horse out of the garage without damaging the car this time.


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