Happy news, friends—the humans thought I had an abscess, then spent oodles of time and money on x-rays and vet visits trying to be sure that it was nothing worse than an abscess, then after two such months (read more about the Festival of …
A strangely timed series of events
First, the good news — I was sound for two full years, and in July I was pronounced sound enough for work! This after five years of medical retirement on account of laminitis and sundry. Farmwife, you may recall, bought me as a riding mule…
Stripey schemes and meadow dreams
As you may recall, I am the proud resident of a very charming little barn—some might call it a shed—which shelters me in the winter from rain, and in the summer from sun. This spring Farmwife and Farmhusband decided it should be painted. Gr…
Mowers and raccoons and steers, oh my!
In my informal Facebook survey I learned that the majority of Friends of the Muleness want more stories—All the Stories!—and that the story they want most of all is the story of the raccoon. Farmwife says it's hardly a story at all, an…
Fatti maschii parole femine
Farmwife is in Maryland, where the people live by the motto, "fatti maschii parole femine". I believe this translates roughly to, "strong deeds, gentle brays". I am a mule of strong deeds where hay is concerned--I can e…
2025 State of the Farmlet Address
Dear Mules and Countrywomen, It is my pleasure to report to you today, from my forested vantage point, that the Farmlet is well. It has been eight years since my family had a Farmlet to report upon, and this one is among the best. It is 25…
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