I guess putting it on my ignore list on ravelry hurt it’s poo’ little feelin. Is there anything sadder than a failed troll? This only took me what, four months to even notice?
SPAMHAMMER!
Mother, O Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing, make up the bed,
Sew on a button and butter the bread.
Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She’s up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.
Oh, I’ve grown as shiftless as Little Boy Blue,
Lullaby, rockabye, lullaby loo.
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peek-a-boo
The shopping’s not done and there’s nothing for stew
And out in the yard there’s a hullabaloo
But I’m playing Kanga and this is my Roo
Look! Aren’t his eyes the most wonderful hue?
Lullaby, rockaby lullaby loo.
The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
But children grow up as I’ve learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs; Dust go to sleep!
I’m rocking my baby and babies don’t keep.
- Ruth Hulbert Hamilton
We’ve increased our herd a bit, with four new additions.
Maisie is a large doe, half Togg, half Saanen, and is taking over as herd queen.
Queen Messopotamia is a Saanen who just adores stepping in the milk bucket two seconds before she is done being milked.
Mighty Fergus is a little buck destined to become a wether, and with a good career in show business ahead of him. He will be pulling a cart in parades next year, and this year will be at the farm stand accepting pets and treats.
Magnificent Medb is a Toggenburg doeling, and quite affectionate. She thinks that if the dogs are allowed in laps, well, she should be too, and follows her chosen human around all day.
Medb cooperated for the camera.
