My trustiest of steeds, Sassy the frassy, turns 30 tomorrow, April 3. In 1993 when she was born, I was 11 years old. I visited her hours later and she has been by my side from coast to coast ever since. Many of you know she almost died a year ago. For a horse to make it to 30 is no small feat. I’ll be hosting a livestream birthday party for her Internet fans tomorrow. Time TBD. Leave any questions below and I’ll be sure to answer! (Also the words on the cake are spelled creatively because a certain producer ate the letters.)
Chickens have been the best farm investment. They are easy keepers, lay eggs you can eat, and babysit your kids. Make 2026 the year you get your kids chickens. You will not regret it.
My grandfather, John Morrow, used to say, “Going to church on Easter and drinking on New Year’s is for amateurs.” I think the last time I went out on New Year’s Eve was a decade ago. So raise that glass of raw milk and enjoy some rest! I’ll be asleep before it’s even 2026 in China. I wish you all peace and joy in the year to come. G’NIGHT!! ✌🏼
We have been playing electric fence whack-a-mole with the cows, especially “mommy cow”, who appears to be the ring leader of the fence jumping mafia. She either has a very high pain tolerance or the hot wire we just installed isn’t working. I watched as she ducked under the wire and pushed down the metal fencing so she could help herself to our backyard grass - and a recycling container filled with old hay.
