I’m going on a date tonight.
It’s the talk of the farm. Everyone is whispering about it. Yesterday the big news was the goats escaping – but today I finally have my 15 minutes of farmyard fame. It was a close run of course between my date and the woman who picked 30 pounds of strawberries. I won out in the end though. Tonight I’m going on a date, I’m the top of the gossip hierarchy.