Day 84: sigh.

Day 84:

What’s tall, green, skinny, has four tiny feet, and explodes you and your fence while you’re trying to chase off skeletons?

I never should’ve gone outside today. That’s what I get for trying to keep the skeletons out of my cows.

All cows still accounted for. Some duckens missing, but hey, now I have some seed to feed them (since the giraffe corgi blew up some nice wild wheat in the process) so that will be fixed shortly.

Line sketch of a fence, collapsed in the middle, with a cow looking out of it. Below, a human, leaning her head on her right hand and trying to put her left hand on her right knee. But in the image, the legs are so badly drawn they look broken or displaced or something.
Wow. I am lousy at drawing people when there are none to look at but me.