Farmer Z &c.

As MerJessCo was busy preparing WeeZ's sixth quarterly report (everything's up year-on-year, except meconium production), management realized the boy had never been to his Bubbie's farm in the mountains of eastern Tennessee. So we were off. Unfortunately, I was far too interested in Bubbie's new camera, and used it almost exclusively, but managed to screw up Bubbie's computer network before leaving, so we're still waiting to receive most of the pictures. The few that we currently have are below.

Bubbie has scores of fainting goats. Why do they faint? They don't. They just make you think they do with their eerie psychic powers. Evolution is a wonder. Here, one of the goats has mesmerized one of the 90lb. Anatolians.

"yessssss my master"


Many of the goats, and a couple sheep, had triplets while we were visiting. Three pups require more milk than most of the mothers can provide, so Bubbie supplements with formula. To wit:

"Next, the boy"


The last one is from the day we left, when the sky opened up so WeeZ could see his first snow. He was unimpressed.

"missing Texas"


Back at home, WeeZ takes a bath with his bestest buddy Martoonsky.

"I think what you got here is a broken sjinker valve"

But we don't want to get out!

"unclean"