I’m not trying to pick on Emma but this is a great example of how the average university trained journalist thinks about Covid and the “heretics”. I’ve asked her if she’s willing to talk some of this through. She blocked me. 😂The first photo is Kristi Leigh’s retweet of her covid disinformation tweet. The second is a screenshot of how she describes herself on Twitter. The third is my reply to her. The fourth is her reply then my response to that. Keep in mind this pattern can be used to understand “journalism” for pretty much any topic of mass propaganda.
I woke up Sunday to find that my trusty stead of 32 (almost 33) years, Sassy, had a swollen cheek with a rather hard lump. Our vet, Dr Julia Simonson, came to examine her and I thought it would be interesting for folks to hear it “right from the horse’s mouth.” Examining a horse’s mouth without sedation can be tricky but thankfully Sassy is rather tame because I harassed her so much as a kid. 🤣 We saw what appears to be an ulcer or abscess likely from some kind of cut or foreign object. No signs of infection and it is slowly healing itself. I really appreciate having a veterinarian who supports the “monitor and support nutritionally” approach, and does not intervene pharmaceutically unless she believes it’s truly medically necessary. It’s very difficult to find a vet (or a human doctor frankly) these days with this mindset.
I hate to admit this but we just took down our Christmas tree a few days ago, weeks after our neighbors had decorations up for Valentine’s Day. I would blame it on the farm but we have always been late getting rid of our tree. I think our record is early March. At least this year we have a free tree removal service!
For weeks the feed store has had a sign out saying “chicks coming soon!” Today we drove by it and I did a double take. “Chicks are here!” So the kids and I made a dramatic u-turn with plans to just “see” the chicks. And we did see them. In fact, we still see them because they came home with us! 🤣Whoops. We got 4 Easter eggers and 2 Olive eggers. Lynn if you’re reading this, the little buggers begged to come home with us - how could we say no?!
