Direct inquiries to PRAAlan Wade4
Only deal with the PRA staff. There's no fee. Never use an agency that charges fees. Communicate directly with the PRA.
Only deal with the PRA staff. There's no fee. Never use an agency that charges fees. Communicate directly with the PRA.
The drywall only came up to this guy's chest, and the other guy was as wide as he was tall, so they were pretty easy to tell apart. I'll give you credit. I didn't pay attention to that the first time I watched.
Never thought I'd see castration gambling
We don't accept posts looking for vehicles, but well... a tricycle is what you need... you gotta bend the rules a bit for a rebel. And Steve, you say it's for family... yeah, sure....
There is no awards ceremony. There is only Zuul.
It's such a shame we'll never know if that would have actually worked out
It's so annoying. Same thing when selling cars or other stuff. I heard everyone tells you to PM them because if your profile makes it look like you can afford it, they raise the price... I don't know if it's true, but it makes sense.
Makati is better. It's livelier.
I'm raising about 60 Black Angus right now, and the older cows are ridiculously smart. During calving season something happened that hit me like a ton of bricks. One of my cows, a girl named Matilda, came up to the gate near my house one day and kept mooing, which wasn't like her. A few of her close friends were mooing along with her, and when I came out, Matilda kept at it until I got to her. Then she started walking off, looking back at me every so often to check that I was following. I could tell something was wrong. Matilda led me about 1/3 of a mile (around 500 meters) into the property and stopped in front of a thick patch of blackberry bushes below the dam. I couldn't see anything. I figured maybe she wanted to get to the pond and the gate was half closed so it looked shut to her. I tried to lead her over to the gate, but she wouldn't budge and just kept mooing. It really bothered me, but even after pushing a good way into the bushes I couldn't see anything. So I climbed up onto the dam to see if I'd spot something from above, and still nothing, so I went down a bit further. And what do you know, down a steep slope, about 10 feet (3 meters) into the brush, there was a tiny calf curled up. With a machete, pruning shears, a whole lot of annoyance, and every bit of strength I had, I pushed that little thing up to the top of the dam, and I finally did it. That's how I reunited this little family. I have no idea how the calf ended up in that situation. But Matilda, the mother, knew I could help. She came all the way to my house to find me, called out to me, and led me to her trapped baby. She looked at me with such grateful eyes. The calf, meanwhile, just pooped all over my jeans while I was pushing it up. Still, I'm grateful that the mama cow trusted me, and that she was smart enough to know I could do something she couldn't.
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