Tragic Tales from the Farm

Now, before I delve into this little entry of mine, perhaps I should place a disclaimer for newer (and forgetful) readers: I live on a farm. At least I grew up on one, and I’ve still been living there when school is out of session. Yes, yes, I know, my personality just screams of farm boy, doesn’t it? I do suppose most of you had guessed it already, really. But, anyway.

One of our baby goats has been rather sickly lately. He will probably die within the next few days. Now, while I don’t find this whole situation to be exactly cheerful, I still look at it with a certain realistic perspective. 14 baby goats have been born over the last few months. It is only reasonable to assume that at least one of them will become ill, and, perhaps, even die. It is merely nature’s way.

The problem is, however, that my mother grows so attached to the young goats that she has become absolutely miserable during these last few days since the little one has been ill. As most of you are probably aware, miserable people are not much fun to be around. In fact, they’re usually quite irritable. And, well, Mother has been quite irritable.

This would not be so bothersome to me if I didn’t realize that the exact same horrid circumstances are likely to occur over and over again, as long as there are goats in the field. However, it is likely to occur over and over again, thus, Mother is likely to be miserable over and over again. And irritable over and over again.

Now, unfortunately, there’s nothing much I can do about the whole situation, which is frustratingly depressing to me for obvious reasons. I could suggest selling them all, yes, but it wouldn’t work and would merely lead to more discontent in Mother. So, basically, as I said, there’s nothing much I can do. But, really, this was just a medium for me to express my annoyance. As a diary should be.

Now, tomorrow, I will write on either:
A) Why we don’t live in a free country.
B) Why people should take more accountability for their own actions.
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So, now, you have something to look forward to.