FarmWife is going to leave me pretty soon. She's going to Virginia on business, and while she's there she expects to meet other mules, go out driving in a meadowbrook cart, and see some beautiful horse-dotted countryside. I am onl…
Pony mule and mini horse need home in PNW!
Posted on October 28, 2011
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I just found out that a couple of equine friends have been rendered homeless! A friend of a friend sent them out on a long-term care lease/giveaway in 2010, but when she did a follow-up visit yesterday she found that they hadn't had th…
An old movie
Posted on October 28, 2011
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I am good mule. I do as I'm told. Here is FarmWife trying to prove it to you by recording a little video of me walking, trotting, and cantering without reins. (Of course, when it's just the two of us she tones the spoken commands…
Five things FarmWife can't ignore
Posted on October 27, 2011
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FarmWife has been ridiculously busy. ("But Fenway," she says, "you won't have a rain blanket for Christmas if I don't earn money.") She's never too busy to feed me, of course, but she is sometimes too busy …
Look, Ma, I'm on Craigslist!
Posted on October 25, 2011
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No, luckily it's not me who's for sale. http://bellingham.craigslist.org/cto/2668248605.html
Lucky you
Posted on October 24, 2011
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If you give me seven hundred and fifty dollars, I will give you my Volvo hay mother.
Lucky you!
Fen
p.s. The subtext here is that FarmWife and FarmHusband went truck shopping today, and FarmWife is finally driving a vehicle which was made …
Weight
Posted on October 23, 2011
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I don't want to hear a single one of you suggesting that I'm the fat one in the family.
Learning to read
Posted on October 21, 2011
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D is learning to read. I remember the revelation of learning to read myself—to really read, cover to cover, and understand. It happened on the front steps of my house in Piedmont, Calif., where I lived from ages four to eight. It was a boo…
Nude dude
Posted on October 21, 2011
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I'm mostly naked these days—FarmWife doesn't want to start blanketing me until it gets colder, and I don't have a rain sheet of my own. (Sniff. Sniff. One precious tear.)
I'm naked, muddy, and soaking wet but FarmWife like…
Mystery solved
Posted on October 20, 2011
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FarmWife can't figure out why she had a psychic pang of concern for me on the morning when I turned up lame, but why it didn't enter her head until she opened the door to come out to my paddock. "ESP shouldn't be stopped …
An update
Posted on October 19, 2011
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I'm sound at the walk, turned out in Easyboots during the day and stalled (barefoot) at night. FarmWife is getting a terrible amount of pleasure out of scrubbing my soles with pine tar every morning and evening, but at least I'm n…
You must laugh neither at me nor at FarmWife
Posted on October 17, 2011
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Don't laugh at me for loitering with my feet in buckets, and don't laugh at FarmWife for buying the gravel that must have bruised her mule. She wanted was was best for me, and she truly thought I needed the gravel to stay safe. I …
Spoiler: I'm not dead
Posted on October 16, 2011
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FarmWife came out to feed this morning with a racing pulse and an inexplicable feeling of dread. From the moment she opened the door and stepped outside, she had the terrible feeling that she would find me dead in the field, a lifeless cor…
Who is that girl in those fabulous boots?
Posted on October 15, 2011
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Why, it's my FarmWife in those fabulous boots! She looks dashing!
FarmWife has lovely K*ty Lake Country boots because I am an important mule, and because no human belonging to such an important mule should slouch about in icky footwea…
Bon voyage Briony!
Posted on October 14, 2011
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Briony Bluebell left for her new home today—she'll be a 4H show and dairy goat for a homeschooling family and a special pet to their little boy. They know goats, have bred goats for years, and have experience with contracted tendons. B…
Why Missy can't scratch her own butt without a tool
Posted on October 13, 2011
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http://www.braysofourlives.com/2010/09/missy-empress-of-all-light-touches.html http://www.braysofourlives.com/2010/09/apologies-for-my-last-post.html
In case you missed the back story.
My goat is smarter than your honor student
Posted on October 13, 2011
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First scientists said that only humans could use tools—that only humans were smart enough—and perhaps that was why some of you thought it would be ok to vivisect animals and destroy our habitats.
Then scientists said that chimpanzees could…
My online doppelganger
Posted on October 11, 2011
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Apparently I am not the only Californian-turned-South Fork Valley resident with a veggie patch; a menagerie of goats/poultry/equines/dogs/cats/children; an employment history as a copywriter/teacher/Everybody's Store cheesemonger; an i…
Posted on October 11, 2011
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FarmWife spent the weekend with a bunch of big hairy animals. (No, regrettably I don't mean me and my goats.) She enjoyed cuddling some companionable musk oxen, some cheerful elk cows, some inquisitive fallow deer and some bold bison.…
Four ways to mount bareback
Posted on October 09, 2011
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QRPQIIZkyY8&feature=youtu.be
Here's a lovely demonstration of four ways to mount your steed without the aid of saddle and stirrups. Congratulations, lithe YouTuber! You've impressed this mule.
Now…
Goodbye hot weather
Posted on October 07, 2011
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The hottest day of summer was actually in the autumn—at the Burlington harvest festival/pumpkin pitch, actually. We were drenched in sweat, almost too hot to enjoy the spectacle of trebuchet-launched flying fruit. I think it was the last w…
Posted on October 07, 2011
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This is FarmWife's middle child, who recently turned seven. Yes, she asked for a bike for her birthday. Yes, she got a bike for her birthday. She has asked for a bike a handful of times in her life, and she has asked for a muleback ri…
The Bold and the Brayful: A family affair
Posted on October 04, 2011
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Reprinted with permission from the Brayer
The Bold and the Brayful: A family affair
A column by Fenway Bartholomule
I am a family mule. This means I do moderate labor (carrying FarmWife, a gangly woman),
light labor (carrying the children…
Notice to potential goat buyers
Posted on October 02, 2011
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If your response to FarmWife's Craigslist ad regarding a Saanen doeling in Acme, WA consists, in its entirety, of, "Where is it," then you will get spam filtered. Sorry!
Whether you are a Nigerian prince with a large sum of …
The perfect tool for a rewarding job
Posted on October 01, 2011
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If you had a wonderful, pliable lip like this you'd be grazing too. I must say, a lip like this is drawn to grass like a moth to the flame. Feeling about among the delicate and succulent fronds is the task for which it was born. There…
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- An old movie
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- Look, Ma, I'm on Craigslist!
- Lucky you
- Weight
- Learning to read
- Nude dude
- Mystery solved
- An update
- You must laugh neither at me nor at FarmWife
- Spoiler: I'm not dead
- Who is that girl in those fabulous boots?
- Bon voyage Briony!
- Why Missy can't scratch her own butt without a tool
- My goat is smarter than your honor student
- My online doppelganger
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- Four ways to mount bareback
- Goodbye hot weather
- This is FarmWife's middle child, who recently...
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