I've been thinking about these so much that last night I dreamt I had one.
My sister, Rechelle, and I have a serious problem with dreaming of the next greatest thing. She will call me and say something like, "What I think we should do is turn your house into a guest house, build two new houses and renovate the barn. We will wear cute skirts, cardigan sweaters and sell lovely little things. And we need to have pretty baskets draped on our arms at all times with fresh produce. Yes, that's what we're going to do."
Sometimes Rechelle's dreams are a bit unrealistic.....I would never have a basket on my arm, I strictly use plastic buckets.
As for me? I'm just dreaming about a little cow. A teeny, tiny, itty, bitty, whittle cow. And when I get her, she will have a baby and then I will milk her. And, and, and then I will make artisan cheeses. Uh-huh, I will. And butter. And yogurt. And I will always have cream for my coffee. And people will love me more because I have a Dexter Cow!!!!
Oooh, oooh, oooh, and I'll train her to mow the lawn and only poop in the garden. And I will love her forever! She will have baby boys and I'll eat them and not feel guilty. I will only name them meatish names like Meatball, Gristle and Rump Roast.
I won't give up on this dream. I will have my cow. I will!!!!
But first, I need some fencing. And a big water trough. And a hay supplier. And I might need to find the cow. These are just some of the minor details.
So, do any of you have a Dexter? Any advice or wisdom you want to pass along?