Wet rain and Dry rain

The other day after a huge deluge of rain I asked Fart, ‘Why we had puddles all over the place?’
He said, ‘Well you see those puddles over there?’
‘No fart, those are the ones I’m asking about, stupid!’ Jezzzz human males!
He looked at me and we had a short looking episode. You know the ones!
Anyway...to keep it nice, I looked across at the puddles he was pointing at, and they were really muddy farm field puddles.
‘Yes fart’, I said
‘Well that is wet rain.’
I looked at him quizzically, ‘Yes.’
‘And you see where there is no rain’.
‘Yes’. I said.
‘Well that is dry rain.’ He took a deep breath and folding his arms across his chest and sighed.

Now, I know fart - and was pondering on this when he said, ‘And you see those puddles over there?’ These were on our porch and the water was unmuddied - clear.
‘Yes’, I said.
‘Well that is new-rain puddles’.
When God rains, there are clear drops and muddy drops you see.

So whenever you go walking don’t stand in the new-rain puddles. Let’s try and keep somethings fresh and beautiful for as long as possible. As for the No rain puddles, well stay away from them as well, please, dem’s where the trout eggs grow.
Have a happy confused New Year.
2012 is the year of ‘The cat clouts Farts’ BIGTIME.

FESTIVITY 2011

Well look out - fart is on a trot. We might get a few words out of him here.
He is feeling guilty – I can tell. ‘GOOD!’ Time he got ye olde bloggie going again.
He has just been for a walk along the farm trails between the cud chewers and the new corn shoots. I know he came back all excited, well I thought he was excited but it turns out he is just panting from the excursion of the walk.
Lovely sunset, to walk around though. Hot morning, cloudy and thunder this afternoon with a little rain. The cud chewers are happy as well. Lots of fresh, long green grass to eat so we can have lovely fresh creamy white milk. I wonder how they do that? When I eat grass all I get are pukey fur balls, which Fart has to clean up!
Good on ya, Fart!
Fart says he has found a place up the road where he can get super big trout for my festive Feast. Hehehehehe.
Have a festive festive all my lovelies.
Fart is going to have his butt kicked to get up to date and activated.