Cow's Hill? What?
After a lifetime of residency in a lovely town called CowTown, I have moved.
Life is full of ups and downs, and my life is no exception.
I have spent the last two months moving to a new location: I live in a tiny bungalow in a town about fourteen kilometres South of my beloved Ranch.
I am now officially a resident of Cow's Hill instead of CowTown.
The choice to move was a difficult one. Do I want to leave the security of home? Do I want to strike out on my own? Do I want to be responsible for filling up my own windshield washer fluid? (Something my father has done for me for the past four years!) Do I want to come home every day to myself and no one but myself?
Well, no. I don't want that. I don't want to come home to an empty house.
So a condition of my moving was that I bring my eleven and a half year old Beagle with me.
Dixie initially had mixed reactions about the move. So did everyone who knew her. People thought that moving Dixie after years of her having the whole run of all of CowTown would kill her. Dixie was initially anxious about her new home. (As was I). However, after about a week, she realized that her new house came with pizza, treats, and the full rin of the couch.
Since then, she has gained weight, gained shine, and gained a love for sleeping in bed with a person. I have never seen Dixie as happy as I have seen her these past months.
In my new home, I have no phone, no television, and no Internet.
Sometimes people ask me how I live. Once, a person even referred to me as "a Pioneer". I mean, realistically, I live in a house insulated with straw. I have no internet, no phone, and no cable. I also happen to milk cows in my spare time.
So perhaps I may just be like a pioneer.
Only, I'm the type who comes with a Chevrolet Cruze and an Iphone.
I'm going to make it a point to blog at least once a week because I love my blog and I love my readers. The problem lies with the fact that I must blog via an Iphone, because in my new house in Cow's Hill, I have no Internet.
But my Beagle and I do have happiness, and that is the most important thing.
Life is full of ups and downs, and my life is no exception.
I have spent the last two months moving to a new location: I live in a tiny bungalow in a town about fourteen kilometres South of my beloved Ranch.
I am now officially a resident of Cow's Hill instead of CowTown.
The choice to move was a difficult one. Do I want to leave the security of home? Do I want to strike out on my own? Do I want to be responsible for filling up my own windshield washer fluid? (Something my father has done for me for the past four years!) Do I want to come home every day to myself and no one but myself?
Well, no. I don't want that. I don't want to come home to an empty house.
So a condition of my moving was that I bring my eleven and a half year old Beagle with me.
Dixie initially had mixed reactions about the move. So did everyone who knew her. People thought that moving Dixie after years of her having the whole run of all of CowTown would kill her. Dixie was initially anxious about her new home. (As was I). However, after about a week, she realized that her new house came with pizza, treats, and the full rin of the couch.
Since then, she has gained weight, gained shine, and gained a love for sleeping in bed with a person. I have never seen Dixie as happy as I have seen her these past months.
In my new home, I have no phone, no television, and no Internet.
Sometimes people ask me how I live. Once, a person even referred to me as "a Pioneer". I mean, realistically, I live in a house insulated with straw. I have no internet, no phone, and no cable. I also happen to milk cows in my spare time.
So perhaps I may just be like a pioneer.
Only, I'm the type who comes with a Chevrolet Cruze and an Iphone.
I'm going to make it a point to blog at least once a week because I love my blog and I love my readers. The problem lies with the fact that I must blog via an Iphone, because in my new house in Cow's Hill, I have no Internet.
But my Beagle and I do have happiness, and that is the most important thing.
posted by Amanda at 19:13
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