Day 724:<\/p>\n
I slept at home, or in the part of my sprawling caverns I consider home, for the first time in ages and it was SO LOUD from SO MANY COWS AND SHEEP AND PIGS that I’d forgotten what a cacophony it can be.<\/p>\n
I think was probably a good thing, though, because my meat stores are getting low and it turned out the number of animals in my single fenced-in field was getting a bit too high. The grass couldn’t even grow before someone was munching it down to the weeds. Down near the lower end of the pond it was an absolute mud pit.<\/p>\n
I made the hard decisions and spent the day slaughtering farm animals and hanging meat to age so that I don’t have to live off a diet of duckens alone.<\/p>\n
I hate this part of staying alive, and I really am tempted to keep a cow for milk and a few sheep for wool and let everyone else free sometimes.<\/p>\n
Then I realize that one crazy skeleton could take out all my meat sources in one evening and think well, maybe having them around is a better fate for all of us.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Day 724: I slept at home, or in the part of my sprawling caverns I consider home, for the first time in ages and it was SO LOUD from SO MANY COWS AND SHEEP AND PIGS that I’d forgotten what a cacophony it can be. I think was probably a good thing, though, because my … <\/p>\n