I ate Gregory and don’t feel bad about it

WARNING: This may offend some people. And if it does, I encourage you to continue reading with an open mind. Sometimes, when I’m in a rush or otherwise not paying attention to the buttons I’m pressing or where my mouse is, the image of a severed goat’s head in a cage pops up on my […]

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Guess who’s back?

Whooooa! Where in the world is Lauren, now? I’m in the magical, mystical land of Mt. Shasta, CA, where people come to reflect, heal, and embark on spiritual quests. What am I doing here? Well, right now I’m sitting in a tavern called “The Goat” and using their wifi to update my blog! Honestly, the […]

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too much horror business

This past weekend, I made my first trip back to Seattle since coming out to the farm. In addition to visiting a very good friend from Jerz, I was delighted to encounter some pretty horrid anxiety attacks there. This was completely unexpected. I used to live in a city. My lifestyle is heavily based on […]

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I’m a loner, Dottie, a rebel.

Real free range chickens. You never know where one is going to pop up. I have some terrible news. Four of the baby goats that I wrote about last week died. They all belonged to the same mother, and she’s very, very sad. The day after they were born was a cold and blustery one […]

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sleep is overrated

So many fun things going on at the farm. I often think to myself, “I should go inside, get my phone, take pics and blog about this.” But instead, I stay outside and continue doing/observing it. I’m really, really happy here. The kind of happy that is difficult to peel myself from and run to […]

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what a bleating heart

One of the farm jobs I’m most excited about is caring for the goats. haha jk! I know (now) that those are sheep! Here are some of the goats That little black dude up front is my special buddy. Ever since I was little, I’ve always wanted a small black goat named Gregory. This was […]

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