As a little girl, living on a farm was my dearest dream. I loved everything about the idea. Then, one day, 47 years slipped by somehow. I suddenly realized that life is too short to let the dream, itself, be the end of the pursuit. So, I stopped being who I had been, went shopping for a country boy with a soft laugh, a good nature, and limitless tolerance for a little girl, in the costume of a grown woman. I found one almost right away! I now live on the ranch he manages. The six plus years I have spent here have been the happiest of my life! I used to make lots of money, and have Almost no happiness. Now, I have lots of happiness, but almost no money. I wouldn't switch back for anything. I now have, instead of a goldfish, a cow, a bull, and the care of 70 odd others, two goats, one turkey, four geese, five ducks, eight ducklings, two bunnies, a cat, four dogs, five roosters (2 are micro roosters, and one is blind) and five hens. The numbers fluctuate fairly often, but I enjoy every minute I spend with any of them. I regret having spent so long dreaming, and am so glad to have woken up to this reality.