Here are pictures of our goofy, overweight barn cat-Barney sort of stuck in the loft of the barn. He gets up there sometimes and then can't seem to remember how to get back down and just sort of wanders the beams. Today was his lucky day however-we found him up there when we went out to meet my Grandpa who was bringing up a load of hay. Once the hay trailer was backed in it made a great landing place for Barney-he hopped right down onto the top of the stacked hay and settled in for yet another nap. We would sort of like him to hunt moles and stuff but I think all he hunts is cat food and warm beds. He usually races us to the garage so he can slip in and sleep in there or better yet in the house!
Just like that you're six years old and you take a nap and you wake up and you're twenty-five and your high school sweetheart becomes your wife...
Don't blink...
Ain't no rhyme or reason No complicated meaning Ain't no need to over think it Let go laughing Life don't go quite like you planned it We try so hard to understand it The irrefutable, indisputable fact is... It happens
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