We received some news Monday. My lady has lost her job with the little newspaper.
The owners are going to try to sell the business, but the paper is closing and my lady only has a job until the end of April.
That's a big lemon. It's especially a big lemon because my lady was injured over 10 years ago and has a work limit of 28 hours. These days that's good for some employers because then they don't have to pay benefits.
She's on the lookout for a new job and hopes to find one in the village, although if she does the pay could be at minimum instead of at three dollars more, where she is now. She'll take it anyway.
We just got a nice load of hay in yesterday and my lady feels good that we are taken care of. I'd offer to eat less...but...well....I LIKE my food. Tee hee. Burp.
We've been given a great big lemon. We'll be OK.