A REAL farmer would chuckle to hear me call what we have a farm.
I do not get up at 4 to milk the cows. Chiefly because we have no cows.
I do not muck out stalls before sun-up. Stalls require a certain work ethic which I do not seem to possess.
I produce nothing that we sell. Because I'm too lazy to run this like a business.
So why do I consider our little patch of dirt a farm?
Because I usually have dirt under my fingernails and mud on my jeans.
Because the critters outnumber the humans by about 5 to 1.
Because we eat eggs from our chickens.
Most importantly, because it smells like a farm.
What do we have on our farm?
Horses. Cuz they're pretty.
Goats. Because they eat weeds that nobody wants to weed-whack.
Rabbits. They're soft.
Chickens. For the eggs.
Farm dog. To keep all of the above safe and sound.
All other animals are house pets and are essentially shiftless good-for-nothin' moochers. But we kind of love them, so... yeah.