Tag: farm animals
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In which Wai Has Dinner in Bed

Tima the KuneKune was bloodied and tired with just a hint of a smirk when I came out for afternoon chores yesterday. Bleeding scratches on her shoulder but I got out the iodine. No-one likes the iodine. But fighting is not rewarded. Wai (the rescue pot belly) would not come out of his corner at…
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Sell me Your Dreams.

If I am allowed to wake naturally, I wake at dawn. No matter when the dawn is. Always a dream is with me. Like a mist. A diaphanous fabric of colour and movement and air and dreams. Do you wake up like that? I rise fast and often write down as much as I can…
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In Which Direction did My Rain Go?

Before I came to America I never thought about directions in relation to the compass. In New Zealand I never said going North for instance, I would say I am going up to Auckland. Intellectually I knew the sun rose in the East but I did not put that together with an East Facing window.…
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A LITTLE BETTER?
I think. As you know the vet came yesterday and Del was diagnosed with a pretty bad attack of pneumonia.


