Poem, Animals, Plow and Occupation

   

Yep, been a tad cold 

here. 

I went out Tuesday before

the snow on Friday to 

take the trash out,

get mail and pick up a 

couple of sticks and some 

pignuts. Out three mins tops,

I thought I would never warm 

up again.

 

My niece Paige, 

retired from showing

Arabian horses, to showing

dogs, runs the 

Western Kentucky University

 Esquire program, has three

children, cows, goats, pigs

and a brunch of dogs,

and she raising her second deer.

 

Did I say second? Yep!

She found a baby deer next

to her mom who was dead

on the road several years ago.

She brought it home to raise 

and it stayed a long while, 

till crowd of deer came

through the property, and 

off it went.

Apparently, this one had no

mom either, Paige took it

in to love and even though it has

run of the property, it 

keeps coming back

to say hello.

FYI, this is the third deer

my family has raised. When 

my niece Holly was little, 

her dad, my younger brother

found a deer around its dead

mom also, so home it came.

Raised, loved and loved

Mark, but one day also,

when it realized there were

others out there like him,

he left. His name was 

Bambi.

I remember one time, living

on the local lake, Mark

walked through the woods

to the lake, he is the 

health nut of our bunch, so

walking, bike riding and

hiking is his thing....

anyway, he walked to the 

lake followed by Paige's

goat that was staying in the

barn at Marks and behind

the goat was the deer.

There were two fishermen

in a boat in the cove and one

yelled, hey dude, there is a 

a deer behind you!

Unless you have not figured

it out, we are all pretty

much major animal lovers.

Funny thing is, Ray, me and 

Mark grew up with dogs.

Never had a cat.

Ray now has two cats and 

two dogs. They tend to 

go for the larger dogs.

Well with Mark, I sort 

of gave up on the count.

Mark has anywhere between

five to 20 feral cats he feeds 

at the house. Had four indoor

cats then his daughter could not

keep her two cats. Making that

six indoor. Plus, they also have

a large dog. 

I had at one given time a horse,

a cat, one dog and then I 

inherited moms three dogs. 

Now, two cats. 

My son can't walk past

a dog that he don't start

talking baby talk to them and

the dogs wiggling their tails

out of whack. 

Not to mention the other

family members. 

Let's move past the animals

now. 

Here is another snow

plow I saw featured on 

FB. 

I like that.

I lived in Metro Davidson County

Tn. the better part of

my life. Never had a plow

at any of the homes I lived

at to clear off the roads.

Today, here in rural county

TN a plow came down 

my road. Amazing. I did not

go out, just hung here in 

the house again today.

But, I am impressed.

Here is a good question for

you.

Are you ready for this?

A clown!

There is a college in Fla. that 

I had planned on going to.

I know, crazy right!

I did change my mind 

however, I was dating 

a guy I thought I would 

marry so I decided to stay

close to home.

When I was a young teen,

I thought about 

a hair stylist. With skin

allergies, I decided against

that. Plus, a clown fit 

me better!

haha

I used to do kiddie parties also,

when I was dressed like this

and my kids were in the car, 

they would ride in the floorboard

to not be seen.

But my brother loved it 

when I did Holly's bday

party when she was a child.

So, was your desired job 

the one you ended up doing?

What was the desired job?

Pam