It sure seems we have been hang’n at the house lots lately.
BUT Mom has started walking out on the place this week and WE GET TO GO WITH HER!!!!
Sure is fun!
I try….really I do…I, hum, try to stay with Mom and Fuzzy…BUT
Mom walks LOTS slower than I do…I mean, heck, I can be clear to the end of the field and BACK by the time she and Fuzzy get just a little ways into the field.
But to be fair, I think Mom walks with Fuzzy so Fuzzy doesn’t get lonely.
I really should also
BUT THERE IS SURE SO MUCH TO SMELL OUT THERE ————————–
We walked over to the equipment hillside, where Fuzzy scared up Robby the Rabbit. Fuzzy and Robby ran every which where, until Robby got tired and hid in the roller. Fuzzy barked at me to join him, but I was over with Mom looking at the old junk which really is homes for the mice.
The mice were not as interesting as the Robby the Rabbit but I was just too far away to be part of the fun. By the time I got there, Robby was tired and sitting in the roller just watching us.
We sat on the hillside and looked at the canyons of the Esclante and Dominguez for a short while….then we all moved over to the little pasture and Mom told us if it were night we could see all the cars coming across the desert from Grand Junction to Delta, but of course it wasn’t night so we couldn’t see the traffic.
I headed down to the cattails, but Mom and Fuzzy didn’t they headed over to the little alfalfa field, Mom said half the place was good enough to walk for now.
The cows have made a path in the same spot in the field and in the dirt ditch that they have for over 40 years…Mom says it’s the shortest distance to where ever they are going.
Every time Dad sees the flattened out ditch (just in that one spot) he threatens to lay pipe there and cover it up. But he never does, he just gets out the ditcher in the spring and makes a new ditch.
I think he just likes to talk about the path, he really doesn’t care!
My hurry had sort of vanished!
I’m really afraid of the cows!
I’ll bark at them if they get too close to the electric fence around the yard, but I don’t want to do more than that.
Those girls will CHASE YOU!!!
I had them chase me when I first got here, that sort of thrill I didn’t need again in my life!
Mom has to make me go in front of her, but I only go one step in front of her foot…
Mom and Fuzzy laughed at me, but I didn’t care.
As soon as we got through the herd of 70 pregnant females —- you think about that…
I ran right to the house!
I enjoyed the walk, I sure did. But getting through all those cows is best!