tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8464904.post114430186657481537..comments2023-10-30T06:34:56.477-07:00Comments on Just Another Day: City Mouse*Ginahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11604097511444010759noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8464904.post-1144391606196135392006-04-06T23:33:00.000-07:002006-04-06T23:33:00.000-07:00Great story!I remember that after I had my first b...Great story!<BR/><BR/>I remember that after I had my first baby...having had difficulty keeping up with breastfeeding...a wise crone suggested that I combine goat's milk and carrot juice in a bottle because "its practically the exact same thing as breastmilk!"<BR/><BR/>Consequently, my oldest son frequently scrambles to the highest point around, tilts his head toward the sky and proclaims..."baaaaa-aaaa!"<BR/><BR/>:)<BR/><BR/>PS: And whomever is responsible for your sense of humor...I love them! You are very funny!Bobitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09671826623140228982noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8464904.post-1144357144857164702006-04-06T13:59:00.000-07:002006-04-06T13:59:00.000-07:00When I lived in Spain, they served goat cheese all...When I lived in Spain, they served goat cheese all the time. It's called "Cabrales". If someone's feet were stinky, they'd say that their feet smelled like cabrales! HA! I loved that! *Sniff, sniff* Man! Your feet smell like goat cheese!Tracyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01875496721000801632noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8464904.post-1144342312445998522006-04-06T09:51:00.000-07:002006-04-06T09:51:00.000-07:00Ha ha ha ha! So, do you drink goat's milk today? T...Ha ha ha ha! So, do you drink goat's milk today? They sell it at Ralph's, you know.Piece of Workhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07330147978064465604noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8464904.post-1144332885677439352006-04-06T07:14:00.000-07:002006-04-06T07:14:00.000-07:00That's pretty funny.We have 2 male goats, and ever...That's pretty funny.<BR/><BR/>We have 2 male goats, and every time my dad visits, he asks us if we milk them!Lizhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03794646317737225407noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8464904.post-1144329382756269972006-04-06T06:16:00.000-07:002006-04-06T06:16:00.000-07:00Well, I'm the country mouse, 'cause I remember the...Well, I'm the country mouse, 'cause I remember the opposite kind of stories... what a big deal it was to visit the big city and RIDE ON ESCALATORS!Heather Pletthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01975795000759157299noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8464904.post-1144320507266288202006-04-06T03:48:00.000-07:002006-04-06T03:48:00.000-07:00With the title are you referring to one of Aesop's...With the title are you referring to one of Aesop's fables? The City Mouse and the Country Mouse?<BR/><BR/>My father grew up on a farm. THen he went to school and became a dentist and we all grew up in the city. My brothers as teenagers all had to spend a couple of summer working at Grandpa's farm. My dad was determined to teach his boys to work. What did I do? I have worked in dentistry on and off for the past 16 years. So I guess I learned too.osheehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03455826519363554410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8464904.post-1144304891948073672006-04-05T23:28:00.000-07:002006-04-05T23:28:00.000-07:00The goat wasn't the one with the sense of humor, i...The goat wasn't the one with the sense of humor, it was your granddad.<BR/><BR/>Neat story. I loved my uncle's farm while I was growing up but I don't think I'd want to make it a career. Lots of chickens, a few cows, one horse (out to pasture), growing things, and 40 acres of Christmas trees. Great place for kids.Grannyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17283823157675990935noreply@blogger.com