During my first winter in the islands, a neighbor asked me to house sit while she took her family on a vacation. I was a city slicker and moving to an island was a big lifestyle change, but this house sitting event took on a whole new meaning. My chores included feeding this big guy every morning at 5am. I mixed up a 5-gallon bucket of grain and warm water and dumped it into his trough. Can you say Green Acres?
November 10th, 2008
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