Ever wondered if dad jokes and farmer jokes are twins separated at birth? This week, a delightful surprise came my way when Wendy, a new customer who happens to live just a stone's throw from us, called. She was eager to visit the farm and collect her order in person. Anne and I were buzzing with excitement to meet another local lamb enthusiast!
Anne, with her usual touch of magic, prepared Wendy's order, adding a little surprise gift (because who doesn't love surprises?). My mission? To eagerly await Wendy and her husband's arrival. They showed up right on cue, and we began our transaction amid friendly chatter. The conversation took a turn down memory lane when Wendy mentioned her family's roots in our quaint village.
Spotting a perfect moment, I asked if they'd like a sneak peek at our bottle-fed lambs housed in a nearby shed. For our newcomers: these lambs are often triplets or quadruplets, more than what their mom can comfortably care for. We step in to nurture these 'extra' little ones, ensuring they get ample milk and love, without overburdening their mothers.
Wendy was thrilled at the idea, so off we trotted to the shed. Now, since Wendy and I were just getting to know each other, I decided not to launch into my usual farm humor. Normally, when visitors ask about the numbers on the lambs’ backs, I quip, "Oh, those numbers? That's so the momma ewes know which lambs are theirs – they can read, you know!" Admittedly, it's a joke that's yet to receive a laugh at all, but hey, I find it amusing for some reason!
But with Wendy, I stuck to the straightforward explanation: the numbers help us match each lamb to its mother, ensuring they're well-fed and cared for.
Thinking back, I’m curious, , should I have shared my joke with Wendy? Should I ever share it again? I fear comedy may not be my calling!
That’s all from the farm this week. Keep smiling.
Your Farmer, Rod 🌾🐑
I Don't Think This Even Qualifies as a Joke 🧑🌾😜
