Dear Diary- Day 8
father’s stock truck last night, loaded up the geese and swans and headed for
. Unloading went fine, my geese blended well with
the park geese but I am a little concerned if anyone will notice the
swans. While we were shooing the birds
towards the river, a park transient hijacked the truck. Fortunately, my neighbor had her cell phone
so we were able to call the cops.
Unfortunately, the cop thought we were trying to steal zoo animals and
we ended up sitting in jail until her husband bailed us out. I was so exhausted. All I wanted to do was climb into my jammies
and sleep. But noooooo! We have a knock at the door. Ann Morrison
When I answered all these husky women were gathered on my porch. According to them, they’d been hired by the local farmer’s co-op to come to my place and milk my cows! I explained I didn’t have any cows and I even let them into the backyard to prove my point! But they wouldn’t leave. They said they were being paid by the hour and promised a day’s wage! It is pretty cold outside and I felt bad about leaving them sitting out on the porch so I invited them in and told them to make themselves at home. Six of them are playing poker at my kitchen table and two are sitting on my couch watching TV and drinking my beer. It’s been a long day.
I now have eight women milkers, seven swans, six geese more or less, five gold rings, four crows, three chickens, two doves and we won’t talk about the poor little guy from Day 1.