Hucow Farm Novels & Stories

Jaq approached me again. “ Hey Alpha, I have one family who is asking about there farm…” he went silent after looking down at his feet . Oh brother a farm I thought to myself . “ what do you mean by farm.” “Well you see Alpha, the Farm belongs to one of the older families, they have several horses and cattle and livestock that they are very fond of . They don’t want to leave them behind . They said they would stay behind specially the kids agreed because the middle daughter rides professionally they got a warm blood what ever kind of horse that is shipped in for her. Cost thousands upon thousands of dollars Alpha. “

After lunch came the hayride. I climbed onto the rickety wagon, mentally preparing for splinters and dust inhalation. The kids piled in, Eddie wedging himself happily between me and Liam. The old tractor chugged to life, pulling us slowly around the farm while the driver, a grizzled man named Hank, pointed out various attractions. "Over there's Betsy," he drawled, gesturing at a cow. "She's the oldest critter on the farm." "Does she still make milk?" a kid asked.