A Kind Letter from FarmFlanagan

Annette, So on the eve of your generous party, I find myself reflective (and wishing I could attend tomorrow). I have just arrived back in our house from the barn night check. I left Rita (our youngest Flanagan) wrapped in a blanket and snuggled next to the stall rail...

Meet Pollyanna the Turkey

She looked sad and miserable when I first saw her. Pollyanna had been found by a good samaritan driving along the road. She glanced to the side and saw a pile of feathers lying next to the road in a ditch, and thought that it was so sad to see the dead turkey laying...