tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4634013123232845968.post4720101795790566516..comments2024-03-23T02:45:27.234-07:00Comments on Spittin Toad: Get a gun...Get a gun!Spittin-Toadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00368465071971965278noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4634013123232845968.post-1939890055961827522010-06-05T19:15:13.713-07:002010-06-05T19:15:13.713-07:00Great story with a happy ending (for the hen)!Great story with a happy ending (for the hen)!Abihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01728540941177484004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4634013123232845968.post-31038606529075717372010-04-22T20:59:10.402-07:002010-04-22T20:59:10.402-07:00Rene,
Thanks so much for following my blog!!..I am...Rene,<br />Thanks so much for following my blog!!..I am honored!! I too, grew up on a farm and to this day feel like it was the biggest gift my parents gave me! I feel so fortunate to be able to do the same for my kids! Although my farm is considerably smaller, it still teaches the same life lessons.....<br />Take care,<br />DeniseSpittin-Toadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00368465071971965278noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4634013123232845968.post-9593451507086422792010-04-22T17:09:27.563-07:002010-04-22T17:09:27.563-07:00I had to old my breath when I was reading this sto...I had to old my breath when I was reading this story. Luckily, it ended happily. Thank you for using my coyote painting! I grew up in a farm but have been living in the city for the past decade. I miss that lifestyle so much that my wife and I will have to live vicariously through your blog.René C. Reyeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04283166455790141090noreply@blogger.com