Tuesday, November 19, 2013

I have a mind like a steel trap. I just can't find the key.


 
I know every goat when they come into the milk parlor.  I even know them when the come back in for a second time during the same milk time.  Does it mean I'm getting old when I have to have a board with big lettering and bright colors in order to keep from milking the same goat over and over and over on the same day? 

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