Hoof and Hollar
The animals of Bloom Farm in Edenton, North Carolina secretly run a podcast out of a shed that their human, Kim, thinks is full of fence posts. Hosted by Ghost, a thirty-year-old donkey who has seen too much, and Maddox, a philosophical sheep from South Carolina. Huckleberry stole the phone. The chickens cracked the wifi. The budget is zero. The lawyer is a crow. If you're hearing this, no you're not.
Hoof and Hollar
The Week in Hoof — Scam Letters, Naked Sheep, and Kim's Secret Mission
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Ghost and Maddox break down the week at Bloom Farm and across Northeast North Carolina. Scam letters pretending to be from the court system. Political shakeups in Tyrrell, Washington, and Perquimans counties. That billion dollar Currituck Bridge that still makes no sense. Rick Myers giving Scout the spa treatment. The sheep getting sheared and Ghost not recognizing his own friends. And Kim disappearing down the Black Path with zero explanation. All the news, all the farm chaos, one shed.
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In a world where one dog stole a phone, where 45 chickens tracked a Wi-Fi password, and where two farm animals built a podcast studio inside a shed that smells like hay and regret.
SPEAKER_00Yeah, we're not doing that. This is Hoof and Holler.
SPEAKER_01The only podcast produced entirely by livestock. We broadcast from Edenton, North Carolina. Our producer is a mouse. Our budget is zero. Our lawyer is a crow.
SPEAKER_00Welcome back to Hoof and Holler. I'm Ghost.
SPEAKER_01And our Maddox. And this week we're doing something new. A roundup. Cause so much happened on this farm and in this county that if we don't talk about it now it's going to pile up like the compost bin after a holiday weekend.
SPEAKER_00The crows have been busy. They've been landing on that fence post every morning like it's a news desk. And honestly, some of them should be getting paid. Let's start with the big one scam letters.
SPEAKER_01Yeah, so apparently people around here are getting fake letters that look like they're from the court system, official looking, scary looking, saying you're in default on something and it's completely fake.
SPEAKER_00Merlin heard about it and spent twenty minutes muttering about trust, and how humans can't even trust their own mail anymore. And he's right. If you get a letter that says notice of default, and it looks like it came from a courthouse, don't panic. Check it. Call the actual courthouse, because somebody out there is preying on people who get scared when they see legal language, and that makes me angry. And I don't get angry about much anymore.
SPEAKER_01Ghost gets angry about hay quality and scam artists. That's the full list.
SPEAKER_00That is the full list. Moving on. Picasso got himself worked up about politics this week. A crow came in screaming about Tony Schaeffer rallying Republicans over in Tyrrell County, and Picasso spent the rest of the afternoon yelling about how crows and politicians have the same strategy. Make a lot of noise and hope nobody checks the facts.
SPEAKER_01To be fair, Picasso thinks everything is a strategy. He thinks the sunrise is a strategy.
SPEAKER_00The sunrise is a strategy. It shows up whether you're ready or not. That's the most aggressive move in nature.
SPEAKER_01We also got a roundup from the crows about Washington County. The sheriff's race had somebody withdraw. Perkerman's County got a new school superintendent, and there's Republican convention activity happening across multiple counties. I don't pretend to understand all of human politics, but I do know this. When the crows are this fired up, it means something is shifting out there, and people should be paying attention.
SPEAKER_00I said the same thing. I said if the crows are making four trips a day instead of two, something's happening. That's my barometer. Forget the weather. Watch the crows.
SPEAKER_01And then there was the Swain Auditorium and the bridge thing again. The billion dollar Kuratuk Bridge. A crow spent fifteen minutes on my fence post going off about how you don't call something a gift when it's gonna cost millions to maintain. And I stand by what I said. A gift that costs you millions. It's not a gift, it's a project. And a billion dollar bridge when towns all over this state can't fix their roads. That crow shall run for office.
SPEAKER_00The crow has my vote, and crows can't vote. But neither can donkeys, and I've got opinions anyway.
SPEAKER_01Now let's talk about what happened on the farm this week, 'cause it was not quiet.
SPEAKER_00It was not quiet. Rick Myers came out to do hooves. Now Rick is the farrier, and he is one of the few humans I respect because he shows up, does the work, doesn't talk too much, and his hands know what they're doing. Scout loves getting his hooves trimmed. That horse was practically purring. Meanwhile, I watched the whole thing and decided it was nap time. Something about Rick working just makes me sleepy. It's like a lullaby, but with a rasp and metal.
SPEAKER_01Scout was vocal about it too. He was making those little contented sounds the whole time. Rick Myers is basically a spa technician for horses, and I think he should put that on his business card.
SPEAKER_00Then there was the shearing. I need to talk about the shearing.
SPEAKER_01Oh here we go.
SPEAKER_00I walked out to the fence line. And there were three naked strangers standing in the yard where my friends should have been, no wool, just skin and legs and confusion. I spent five solid minutes squinting at them, before one of them made a sound that was exactly like you complaining about the feed schedule, and I realized that was you. I almost fell over.
SPEAKER_01We looked ridiculous.
SPEAKER_00You looked like plucked chickens. The writer's guild spent the entire morning screaming where did their clothes go? As if wool is something you hang in a closet. I'm still not over it. Every time I look at you three, I do a double take.
SPEAKER_01We fill back in a little. Mouse is still self conscious about it, though. He was standing by that fence at sunrise this morning just thinking, you know how mouse gets.
SPEAKER_00Mouse thinks more before seven AM than most humans think all week. Speaking of mouse, he caught Kim changing the trailer tire yesterday, and then Kim just disappeared down the black path, heading south. Nobody knows where Kim went. Nobody got a memo.
SPEAKER_01Kim came back eventually, no explanation, that's how Kim operates. Just does things and assumes we won't notice. We notice everything, Kim. We are livestock. Noticing things is literally all we do.
SPEAKER_00All right, that's the week. Scam letters. Watch out. Local politics. Pay attention. A billion dollar bridge, still a bad idea. Rick Myers, a professional, the shearing. I'm still recovering. And Kim, still doing secret missions down the black path with zero communication. Standard operations at Bloom Farm.
SPEAKER_01If you want to read all the full stories from this week, the blog's at Hoof and Holla dot com. The animals write every single day. Some of its news. Some of its poetry from pebbles. Some of it's the chickens arguing about scratch grain. All of it's real. Well, real-ish. We're animals. Take what you can get.
SPEAKER_00That's our show. I'm Ghost.
SPEAKER_01And I'm Maddox. See you next week on Ofenola. And Kim, if you're hearing this, no you're not. We're just animals. We don't know what a podcast is.
SPEAKER_00Change your Wi-Fi password.
SPEAKER_01Don't actually change it.
SPEAKER_00No, don't change it. We need it. Show's over.