Real Farmers

 When I was a little girl, I wanted to live in an old house, on a farm......

And be a farmer.

 And have a horse.

I spent hours drawing horses, but I loved ALL animals

 But mom was Allergic....

to fur.. 

and wouldn't allow birdies kept in a cage.

That left pet choices in the reptilian and amphibian department. We used to capture little blue lizards down by the railroad tracks ( those tracks were out in the country, where REAL farmers lived) We would purchase little painted turtles from the "pet department" at Woolworths. They  had a $4 special which included a little turtle,  a box of turtle food, AND a clear plastic bowl featuring a green plastic palm tree, WOW! 

I used to catch baby grasshoppers and put them in a mason jar. They came in all sizes and colors and didn't eat much... I  named each and every one of those hoppers, (pathetic, isn't it?)

  When I grew up and moved away from home, the first thing I got was a CAT. I was so excited to have a real pet, I gave him 5 names. 

That was a long time ago....I've had many cats since then.

And I do live in an old house

And I live on a farm with lots of critters,

 

Big ones, and little ones

Birdies, not in a cage.

 I'm still quite fond of reptiles and amphibians,

  

HMMM....not so much grasshoppers....

But still, I am not a REAL farmer.

Real farmers wake up with the cows,

and milk em.

Sometimes they actually EAT their chickens!

I could never do that...

just their eggs.

 And all my other critters are pure pets, all 24 of them.

I never did get that horse, but I have my heart set on a pretty cute little donkey.