Idyllic Country Life

Alice hurt her foot/hoof.  Trying to check the hoof of a 1400+pound cow, that has intimacy issues and does not like to be touched is sort of tricky.Gunner had a sore tummy and didn’t eat his dinner.  A Labrador that does not eat is always serious business, so My Loving Spouse decided he needed to sleep in our room.I was going to go on a trail ride with my friend.  Except, Sun Dance (My Loving Spouse’s horse) kicked Beau (My sweet buddy), and they started to act like rodeo horses.  The wind started up and we both got nervous and postponed the ride.

The mice have been chewing on my saddle.  Damn Cats need to up their protection.

Last night we picked up two little red wiener piglets.  I named them Dick and Jane, as in

‘See Dick run.  Run, Dick run.’

Except that was a bad name, because that is what happened.  They got out and they ran.  I got to look for them and meet ‘people’.  I looked for those piglets for over 3 hours.  A ‘neighbor’ had captured one of them and instructed me as she drove down the road,

‘I caught a piglet in your pasture.’

“Oh, it is ours.  Did you see two?”

‘No, just one.  I have to be gone for the next few hours.  You can look around my yard.  There is a white dog, don’t worry about it.  We’re down the road…..etc.’

“Which house?”

‘The brown cedar house.’

It was one of two houses… I knocked on the door, no answer.  I petted the dog and looked for my pig….and looked and looked.  I decided it might be the ‘other’ house/yard.  As I was leaving, I got to meet one of our law enforcement officers, as the owners had called them, as I was ‘trespassing’.  We ‘chatted’.  The officer is now looking for a red wiener pig.

One piglet is home.

Alice’s hoof is better.

Gunner…he pooped a rock the size of a lime!

…and I am rolling my eyes!