I dunno what happened but the 'How many times did you stab the dog' was a bit distressing. I know I would know what to do if I needed to stab a person and not feel a thing but I hope I never need to fight off a dog, that would be sad. And maybe that statement makes me sad. Oh well.
On a way different note. I spent about 5 years being pretty hardcore into bonsai trees. I don't care much for the perfected Japanese green helmet trees but there are some American artists like Dan Robinson doing great things. I got whacked in the head at work, had seizures, couldn't drive, and spent a summer not living at my house while I had my trees under an automated watering system and the batteries went out so all my trees died and I up and quit. It was a couple thousand dollars over several years which wasn't bad but a LOT of time. My bonsai trees dying got me into sucking at making knives which got me into not sucking at leather work so it all worked out.
I dug up a couple elm trees from mom and dads' pasture last year and collected 3 hackberries (Celtis occidentalis), 8 more elms (Ulmus pumila), 1 privet (ligustrum chinensis), and one tree that may be a hophornbeam (Ostrya viginiana if I'm lucky) this year. I didn't want to take time away from sheath making but generally the safest time to collect a tree is when the buds start to wake up and before they start to push out (green up). In a couple weeks the leaves will start to harden off and build the waxy surface and all work has to be done before that. It's a very limited window but I think I did well this year. I was actually looking for morels the whole time but didn't find shit and took what I could get.
By the way, if you ever want to talk to someone who's into bonsai trees.. here's the lingo 101. Bonsai= Bone sigh. It's not pronounced 'ban-zai'. Bonsai- Bone sigh. Bone Sigh. I don't know why but it's a big deal for people, it'll save you some bad juju. You're welcome. Ban zai is the thing you say before you charge the fortified position. Anyways..
I'm not even next generation for this land, I'm the generation after, and that's if we're lucky and property taxes don't steal all the value. Land is so exhorbitantly expensive here and we lose SO much ground to plowing and tilling and the following erosion. Farming earnings are based on using every tiny piece of land you have and it's made for terrible land management, and that's led to huge erosion and runoff. I keep trying to talk dad and grandpa into more sustainable things like fencing the ravines off for goats and planting the outer row of the crop fields with land grabbing undergrowth like choke cherries but every year the margin of profit is so thin it can't be done. I've pitched ideas like cutting it off entirely from farming and using it for something stupid like an executive retreat camping ground just because there's such a huge bubble in farming real estate value. Give it 10 years under a transportable value, do a fudge ton of terraforming and terracing, and hope and pray it pays off in the end. Otherwise it's sell the family farm that's been around for 110 years. And that, as far as I'm concerned, just ain't a viable option.