i wish i were a country squire

It's kind of sad, isn't it, when your weekend cultural fair could consist of seeing the Dukes of Hazzard movie and then battling 6 million parents and screaming kiddies for clothes in your size during tax-free weekend. I really need some new clothes but I'm not sure I'm mentally prepared.

So instead I'm going to meet my new goat friends and my new donkey friend. They reside at my human friends' house in the country, teasingly referred to as Green Acres. I don't know about you, but rubbing goat heads and feeding apples to Peaches (the donkey) sounds a better way to spend a few hours.