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Year: 2014

Hey Man, Got Any Grass?

Hey Man, Got Any Grass?

As they say, the goats have moved on to greener pastures. But I couldn’t let one more opportunity for a goat post pass me by.
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So You Think You Can Herd Goats

So You Think You Can Herd Goats

It was 7 pm on a Friday. Rush hour for the mountains. I spotted a man looking down the hillside at our pasture where the goats were grazing. I sighed…
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Squeeeeeee!

Squeeeeeee!

The Saturday following the arrival of our Hungry Goats, Mr. Wild Dingo and I entered the pasture from Lower Nitwit trail to begin our dog walk.  As usual, I began…
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Gone to the Goats

Gone to the Goats

It’s that time of year again when the pasture at the end of NitWit trail becomes overgrown. Normally we use our fantastic land clearing crew who’ve not only developed Lower…
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A Game of Inches

A Game of Inches

Anyone can end up in hell: by the choices you make or by the luck of the lottery. Since nobody’s going to reach in to pluck you out of hell…
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Boy Toy

Boy Toy

It’s beautiful, sunny, shorts and short-sleeve weather in March. It must be California. There’s our boy, caught between his two favorite bitches.
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Standing Still at Warp Speed

Standing Still at Warp Speed

Sometimes I feel like Lyme disease is a black hole and I’m standing on its event horizon. Petrified, yet consumed with its mystery. My feet too heavy to move from…
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A Love Story

A Love Story

“Hello handsome! My name is Lily!” Sometimes I think Loki is oblivious to the power of his suave, striking good looks over the (insert Barry White voice) ladies.
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