But before I go into why I'm in trouble...

Pimp the master has officially begun with the arrival of my new comforter (which was a STEAL by the way at Dillards).




And it is time to say goodbye to "Baby Cow".....my 4 hoofed child. We took him to our barn a mile or so from our house. I still go out there and feed him, but it's terribly hard on me. I hate to see him "cry" for his Mama when I leave. I guess that's life.
We knew it was time for him to go when he started acting like the dogs.