When I was a kid we moved across the state from Western to Eastern Washington.
My folks looked and looked at houses to buy in our new town.
One day my folks toured a house in town. It was a lovely home in a nice suburban neighborhood, my sister loved it...
I cried and told them that if they bought that house I would tape a picture of a farm on my window and never leave.
For my parents' mellow oldest child to pitch such a fit over a house in town was completely out of character.
They proceeded to buy a house in the country...much to my sister's annoyance!
I walked out my own grown up home in the country yesterday to find this...
My own sweet country girl carrying on a converation with a pygmy goat and a baby llama!
Pretty sure she, just like I did, would pitch a fit if I tried to move her to town!
I don't think fluffly the goat would like it much either!
Ahhhh goat heaven...a girl who will pet you endlessly while weaving tall tales about goats kings and princesses!