This is how it starts. Brian says, “Hon, if you have some free time today, can you research ’spur teats’?” I look at him quizzically as I wonder if I’m about to make another appointment to the pediatrician.

“Um, I’m sorry, I thought you said ’spur teat’… did you?”

“Yeah. Apparently it is an extra teat that the goats have but it doesn’t affect the milk at all.”

And so I reply (rightfully so), “What goats?”

“The Dwarf Nigerian goats that are for sale on Craigslist. They have spur teats.”

“Of course they do. Hon? Are you thinking of buying these goats?”

“Sure, why not. Give it a thought or two and get back to me.”

Followed by this phone conversation that happened only a mere 45 minutes later:
Me: Hello?
Voice on phone: Hello, is Brian there?
Me: I’m sorry he is unavailable right now. May I take a message?
Voice: This is Ed. I’m calling him back about the plants.
Me: What plants?
Ed: The tobacco plants. He was interested in buying some tobacco plants from me.
Me: Of course he was. I’ll have him call you.

And that, my dear friends, is how you become The Accidental Farm.