Actually, our neighbors are awesome...but they probably do think we're crazy. Especially after what Dylan told me today while we were in the barn doing chores. I seriously laughed out loud and then said, "I have to write a blog about that"...and he rolled his eyes. :)
So Dylan got a puppy last week. He's adorable and Dylan named him "Rain". His reasoning was that it hasn't rained in so long, maybe this puppy will be good luck..or something. But regardless, Rain is adorable and his name suits him perfectly. But we still haven't had any rain.
Anyway, our garden beds are right in front of our house...directly across the road from our neighbors house. They know that we are in desperate need of rain...mainly because we talk about it constantly...and because they live right across the road and haven't had any either.
While we were in the barn today, Dylan turned around and said "Come on Rain!", as he's being trained...and we say that pretty much every two seconds. Dylan turns and looks at me and says, "You know the neighbors probably think we're crazy because I've been out in the gardens all week screaming 'Rain!' and 'Come on, Rain' every few seconds. They probably thought I've lost my mind and am so desperate I'm out there yelling for rain."
Thinking about this from the neighbors point of view, and knowing that they can't see the puppy, and knowing they know us well...I lost it. I'm sure that's what they think. And I don't know if that's funny or just sad. You be the judge. :)
By the way, we had another storm system today/tonight that has completely missed this farm. We're starting to wonder if somebody's out to get us.
Dylan and Harmony, whichever of us have the time to sit down and write for a few minutes. : )