The dogs miss Hannah and Luke. It's kind of boring around the farm with just us to play with. I tell them the kids will be back but I don't know when. The doggies just look at me, then look out the window some more, then go to sleep.
I keep this journal as a record of my adventures on the farm, my hopes and dreams, failures and successes, for anyone who might want to take the leap, as I did, six years ago.
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