The very first thing I did was a load of dishes. For those of you who know me well, you know I detest washing dishes by hand. I don't know if it is the fact that it is an endless job or all the grease and gunk that makes me hate washing dishes but I know that it is the primary reason I don't cook anymore. Now, with this wonderful invention, I hope to get back into cooking like I used to and hopefully, I'll gain some weight.
Emily knew we were finally in the house for good when she saw me take her dog bowls out of the dishwasher and set them up in the laundry room. Up until now, she had been using a soup bowl for her food because her regular dish was at the trailer.
The morning brought yet another exicitng adventure when four long-horned cattled dropped by for a visit while I was watering outside at about 7:30 in the morning.
This was completely different from the sheep incident because those horns were REALLY long and REALLY scary looking.
When I looked up and saw a huge bull with huge horns coming up the top of the driveway at warp speed, I dropped the hose and grabbed Emily to put her in the house. She's an old dog and these animals were moving fast.
Did I mention they were HUGE and had HUGE horns?
After getting Emily to safety, I grabbed my camera but was only able to get a snap shot as they exited the driveway and headed back home. They never stopped moving and I felt like we had just participated in the running of the bulls in Spain. (click on photos to enlarge)
Leaving the driveway and heading home.
The owner with a big stick rounding up the animals.
The proof.
I always felt that this piece of land was a bit magical. I think the animals feel that too. Tarantula Mountain is the place to be!
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