Happiness is that time of the month when you don’t have to worry about bills being in the mailbox.  It makes one happy to find checks in the mail.  True happiness are checks in the bank.

     Another form of happiness in my world–no more goats to band this year, no more goats to dehorn this year.  Only one more set to wean.  Then the feed bill drops–does on pasture–not on hay and feed.