RIP Ranger

I draw my comics as a release from the stresses of farming. In essence they are my journal of what transpires here on the farm. I haven’t been able to get around the fact that I need to draw this one. I apologize for the seriousness of the subject. I lost my beloved, loyal and intelligent little friend to a horrible accident. He had my heart. He was my legs in the field helping with my sheep and my loyal companion at my side. I will miss him terribly. It is a loss that will always sting. I do have a special held belief that I will see him again someday. And in the meantime- run on my little Ranger. #RIPRanger

RIP RANGER FINAL

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Windy Day

What do the animals think having food hurled at them at 50 mph?  Too bad I don’t eat hay.

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Thank Ewe- One Year

This time last year, Farmer Out Comics launched it’s very first comic. We (the animals and I) would like to Thank You Farmer Out style. We are over 800 Likes just through you sharing.
Thank you all for laughing with me this year as I have coolly tread through farming with a marker in hand. After all, how else would I have anything to draw if I had nothing insane going on outside. Have you farmers ever paused to consider that no one in their right mind will ever have a day like you? I mean, when you go out with your friends (if you have “normal” friends, and you actually make it out the door) – does anyone ever say they are exhausted from a day of artificial insemination of cows, castrating lambs or scrubbing out rabbit cages? No. That’s what I thought. But you say it- as they stand by in horror and question their loyalty to your friendship. Here’s to another year of a dog languishing in skunk, cow anarchy and worthless sheep decisions. I will be there to sort them all out. And maybe, if I have time, I will go inside to draw them and sip hot cocoa.
– Farmer OUT

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