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Mold.
What can I say that is witty or amusing about mold?
With all the rain and heat that we have had this month, everything at the barn grew a gray fur coat this week. Moldy tack, moldy feed, moldy brushes. Yuck, yuck, and more yuck. I spent most of yesterday's trip to the barn cleaning and disinfecting. And breathing in mold spores.
Yep. I'm allergic to the stuff.
Today my eyes were glued shut and I can barely breathe.
Yuck.
What can I say that is witty or amusing about mold?
With all the rain and heat that we have had this month, everything at the barn grew a gray fur coat this week. Moldy tack, moldy feed, moldy brushes. Yuck, yuck, and more yuck. I spent most of yesterday's trip to the barn cleaning and disinfecting. And breathing in mold spores.
Yep. I'm allergic to the stuff.
Today my eyes were glued shut and I can barely breathe.
Yuck.
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