Tag: #GroundedWithNature
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I Dreamt of Paradise (It Was Literally My Backyard) -#34
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I regret to inform you that the snow did not leave. It simply froze in place out of spite. At present, we are covered in approximately seven inches of snow with an additional two or more inches of ice layered on top like a cruel dessert no one ordered. The…
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It’s Spring. Probably. – Blog 31
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Something has shifted on the farm. I noticed it first, obviously, because I am very attuned to the universe and also extremely sensitive to temperature changes. One moment, it was windy and rude and attacking my ears, and the next moment… the sun appeared. Not politely.Not gradually.Just boom, sunny and…
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Dreams of a Underappreciated Pig- #17
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By: Squealexander Hamilton, A Well-Rested Abandoned Pig Well, well, well. Guess who’s been abandoned again this week? That’s right, yours truly. Paul worked long days, and Chris and Krystin took off on some super special “work trip” (translation: playing dentist with their precious horse clients). Ugh. It’s either Horses or…
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Farewell to the Elf King- #16
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Well, friends, today I don’t bring you tales of puppies, castles, or sleepovers. Today, I bring you something heavier on my heart. We had to say goodbye to our very first barn cat, Oliver. My humans picked him up from a livestock auction when he was just a 6-week-old ball…
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Princess Sadie’s Sweet Life & The Boys’ Big Sleepover – #15
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Well, well, well… some pups are really living the dream, and I, Hamilton the pig, am here to report on all the juicy details. Let’s start with Princess Sadie, formerly Sophie. Yes, you heard me right, she got a new name in her new life. And get this: she was…
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Road Trippin’, Goodbyes, and New Beginnings #14
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Now, where were we before our royal interruption? Ah, yes, the great puppy road trip. After Queen Margaret’s magical visit to the farm, it was time for the humans, the pups, and all the luggage of chaos to hit the road. Picture this: September 10th, bright and early, the humans…
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The Great Puppy Rebellion — #8
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By: Squealexander Hamilton, Self-Appointed Commander-in-Chief Well, well, well…Look what happens when all three of my human parents abandon the farm for an entire week. That’s right. Krystin, Chris, AND Paul have left on some mysterious “important business trip,” leaving Grandma Donna in charge of the farm. And because Donna is…
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Shots Fired and a Goodbye I Definitely Will Not Cry – Blog #5
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Blog #5 by Squealexander Hamilton, Totally Fine and Not Crying The Needles Are Coming Sound the alarm. Hide your snacks. Fortify the pig pen.The vet is coming. Yes, this Saturday, a human with a pokey agenda will arrive to stick needles into my puppies. Microchips. Vaccines. Medical drama. I’ve been…
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This Is Not an Emotional Breakdown – Blog #4
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By: Squealexander Hamilton, Totally Not Getting Attached I Swear I’m Fine Let me be clear. I am not going soft.I am not developing feelings.And I am absolutely not becoming emotionally entangled with the puppies. But hypothetically, if I were the type to form unexpected bonds with a pack of drooling,…
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Watermelon, Betrayal, and Barking Intruders- Blog #3
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By: Squealexander Hamilton, Unofficial Mayor of Grounded With Nature The Party Begins (Without Me, Obviously) Well, well, well… So I guess you could say the puppy party was a success…If your idea of success includes seven sticky children, ten overexcited adults, and two extra yappy purse-dogs tearing through my sanctuary…