He's kicking off his (once mine) boots after many hours of roping up vegetables. He rode home with his head hanging out of the window. He saw Food, Inc. with us the other night and now he wants a cow (always wanted one, to go with a horse, but now has some good justification). He can't wait to hunt us down some good venison. It's good that we named him Gillen T. He turned out to be such a cowboy.
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That's awesome that he saw Food Inc.!
It is! You saw it? It affected both boys so strongly. I wrote about it on the farm blog.
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