BS

There are a few "un-truths" I have been told

in my time.  And I would just like to 

set the record straight.

The first un-truth:

"Don't ever give your eggs away.

You are giving the message that

the eggs have no value".

Just this year alone,

the eggs I gave away

brought me this in return:

One loaf of zucchini bread.

One loaf of banana bread.

One pan of lemon bars.

Two jars of fresh salsa.

A dinner invitation for an

Asian meal.

A big hug for Rylee.

An offer for a ride to church.

And a co-worker offering

to do chores if I go to Wyoming

for Thanksgiving.

The second un-truth I was told was:

"Don't make pets of your breeding bucks.

Feed them, take care of them, but after that,

just leave them alone".

Excuse me?

Testosterone or not

this guy is my baby!

Well, he was my baby.

And I am forever his mamma.

Okay so he stinks a little lot.

Nobody is talking about kissing

or hugging.

But we do

 put on our "Rodeo gloves"

and let him know we still love him,

stink and all.

If you ask me,

he isn't going to feel less of a man

or dominated because his 

mamma still pays him a little attention.

That is just pure

.