The farm team has been busy this week. They've dispatched two possums and one feral cat that was as big as Ki-Anne. I suspect this was the chicken catcher/carrier we have been unable to catch. The team continued their good work by sorting cattle by color when our neighbor's cows came to visit. This amazing team cut them out of the herd and sent them packing. They knew exactly which cows were ours and which ones did not belong. Dogs are an enjoyable essential tool to every thing we do here.
I have had two nephews to visit so things have been busy. My sister is still remodeling my house to her specs. They left today so I am going to run around with no clothes on and relax...kidding....not about relaxing.
The high line crews have been through and I ran them off. I have no idea why they choose the wettest day to come with their big equipment and want in our fields. Hubby told him them where to get in and I'll be darned if they didn't head up the road and came back to turn into our orchard. I don't think so. Needless to say, they left. Wednesday afternoon they were at the top farm with all their vehicles parked. I begged Hubby to stop the truck and let me tell them we owned that land too. He would not, said they had been scared enough this week.
I keep some secrets as we all do but now that the problem is solved, I am sharing. We have been fighting the employee division of Arkansas since October 2012 because they insisted we owed them money from 2011. They've ignored my calls, my faxes, my certified letters, and my emails. They have threatened liens and garnishment of (what) wages! Tuesday I called all the numbers I had and told them if the stress from this killed my Hubby, they would pay. Amazingly I received three calls that very same day. Wednesday the solution began. Suddenly they were able to see Someone was working at a Mexican restaurant in Minnesota (with Hubby's SS#) and it wasn't my husband!!!
I have talked to the restaurant owner and in broken English I was told she no longer worked there. I told him to correct his records because I had called his local police and the state of Minnesota and my police and they had better get this all corrected. IN BROKEN ENGLISH he tried to soothe me. Told him the police were on the way. I think maybe half his work crew may be missing tonight. I sure am sad about that. I have no problem with immigrants but let's do it legal, okay?
Have requested credit reports, completed all police forms and got a call Thursday afternoon informing us we have a zero balance owed. I await the paper proof.
So the sad Wednesday story about the depressed woman in the house shoes was a cover for a vigilante farm girl who has had it with many injustices in my world.
