1st Morning
I woke up 4 minutes before the alarm was to go off and unlike every other day for the past month and a half, I stayed in bed and did not stand up and go take drugs. I said hey to my Google assistant and started the day with the lights on and the radio‚Ķ Read More »

1st Morning

I woke up 4 minutes before the alarm was to go off and unlike every other day for the past month and a half, I stayed in bed and did not stand up and go take drugs. I said hey to my Google assistant and started the day with the lights on and the radio playing.

I checked my mail and a couple of messages and went out for my morning duties without any boost. It’s snowing and the ground is all fresh white powder.

It’s only the second day I have felt the need to close my coat. I usually leave it open for this task, and reasonably for every task. I hardy ever close my coat.

The horse greeted me right at the gate and allowed me to give her a nice petting and praise. I’m so glad to see that she has not suffered any long-term damage from the great grain heist of last week. All of the other cows were up at the hay barn mingling and waiting except for furby.

Furby, also known as 4B or 42 is the cow that formerly was a bit of a leader or at least a bully. She’s the oldest and currently one of the biggest because of her pregnant stomach. Pregnant belly might be a better term since obviously cows do not give birth from any of their seven stomachs

She’s slow now and doesn’t mingle with the other cows. Yesterday she didn’t even leave the cupboard area but today she was up with the other cows but not with them. She stayed a little farther away and I brought some hay to her directly like a diva. We can’t tell if she is suffering from Green poisoning or whether she was injured by one of the other hungry cows or perhaps her art nemesis, the horse. You could just be that she ate too much and her gigantic pregnant body has changed her mood.

The other cow that also had some long-term effects seems to be back to normal and part of the indistinguishable group of black mothers.

If I’m not at the right angle to catch their ear tag I can’t tell the difference between any of them. At least furby has a bit of a brown back so you can distinguish her from the others.

It’s hard for me to tell the difference between my brain on drugs and my brain on a Sunday morning. I seemed a little slower but it might be an imagined effect. There aren’t many decisions to make during the morning chores so I can’t tell whether they were easier or harder without my focused medication.

I’m back in my bedroom now having completed the feeding and I feel pretty much the same. I’m sure I’ll be able to nap now for a while but I don’t feel tired or groggy yet.

Maybe I can do without. A statement made many times just before someone re-buys another round. I believe I might not have a vehicle for two more weeks so it’s a good trial.

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