One of the perks of living on a 33-acre farm is I get to own dogs. I don't mean just any dogs, but big ones.
Michael and I had been looking for a reasonable slice of our “piece of pie” for some time. After traveling South America and deciding we were a little too white to fit in, we decided to turn our search to some of the less populated states. While staying with friends in Montana, we heard about an Amish Community that was moving on. Amish… in Montana? Having said I’d never live in this particular area of MT, my curiosity got the better of me. I mean, who wouldn’t jump at the chance to snoop around an Amish farm?