I, Fenway Bartholomule, have just had the most splendiferous and amazing idea yet!
What do we have? We have:
A) A small farm, where little acreage means little gardening jobs.
B) A FarmWife with a big hankering to use draft power.
C) A lazy, bored, strong goat boy.
D) A mule with no desire whatsoever to pull anything at all.
News flash! FarmWife, thou must get thee a goat-sized plow. Jasper'll do the work more gladly than I, and I can carry you down the trail more ably than he. You will succeed in all endeavors. Joy and peace shall reign.
You're welcome.
FenBar
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Fenway, that is a brilliant idea. Goats used to be widely used as draft animals a hundred years ago; here in Australia they were in widespread use in outback towns until the 1940s.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wise compromise!!
ReplyDeleteNow, if only FarmWife will go for your idea!!
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