If I have enough information to make the decision, I'd prefer to make it myself.
I'm just kinda stubborn in that way.
Here's what's been happening on the farm:
This is Trigger, my neighbor dog, belonging to my son, sits patiently outside. He's keeping an eye on my grandsons, just waiting for them to come out and play.
Out in the field you can see a tree has fallen. The boys were out on the porch when the tree fell.
The ground was saturated, and it just fell over.
My son said that we were lucky, our firewood fell practically at the front door.
While we were rained out, there was a multi-generational war taking place in the house, with the major battleground on the desk.
Here we see the army snipers on the roof shooting at the cowboys, Indians and civil war soldiers.
Notice on the left, we have an Indian in full head dress mounted on a Charlois cow.
This was a tough battle!
Here the cow girls gather around the fallen tree to strip the new, tender green leaves from the branches.
This was one day I could say I had cows in the tree tops!