Her Dirty Paws and Furry Coat
In our farmhouse in Iowa, we had a lot of mice. A lot of them. In fact, whatever you think is a lot, make it a lot of that amount. We could hear chewing in the walls of every room. There was mouse poop everywhere. We would see multiple mice every day. We set up a camera in the kitchen to record them overnight, and you can see three at a time, I believe, in one of the videos. I can’t seem to locate the recordings at the moment. They were everywhere. I love animals, and I did not want to kill these innocent little lives, just going about how…
Keepin’ Watch Out in the Yard
Title From: Sweet Southern Comfort by Buddy Jewell
Listening for Thunder, the Appaloosa’s Living Still
Title From: The Heart of the Appaloosa by Fred Small