vomit

oh is she not the cutest thing you have ever seen/  look at how she is trying to help the man fix the fence and how happy she is when he gives her a carrot and look at how she follows her mother around and i dare you to tell me that she is not precious.

you know, her mother was much the same way when she was young always helping everyone with everything and a heart as big as the whole farmyard and brains too why look at how smart the young one is and how she has already learned a few of the mans simple commands and can you even remember what living here was like before she came along/

and what a pretty name too jasmine is and it makes me feel like the name is coming to me on the very wind itself ‘jasmine’ the wind is whispering to me.

this is what i heard all day today and i think it is time for me to stop hanging around with the chickens because i think i am going to vomit.