Just a girl who could no longer deny the dirt in her veins.

Friday, September 9, 2011

I'm NOT an Animal Hoarder....Yet


Last Saturday we went to Huge Coon Hunting Exposition.  Cowboy and I took Ranch-hand & the Fireman (2 guys who work on the ranch with Cowboy) and Princess.  Princess and I decided we would count mullet hair cuts and t-shirts with beer/liquor advertisements.  I had the bright idea to count camo-print clothing.  I’ll give you the tallies….1 mullet—disappointing...thought there’d be at least 20..but it was a gray, curly mullet…almost made up for the disappointment.  Beer/liquor ads on tees…lost count…anyway, probably around 275.  Camo-print clothes ….infinity….like counting dust particles. 

There was a gal selling Jack Russell pups…bought one!!  That brings our count up to 3 JRTs in the house.  I bribed the kids not to sign me up for the Confession: Animal Hoarding show.  The new pup is Sunny…a 10 week old little girl with tons of personality...who has to pee every 15 minutes.  She is super-cute.  Honey and Baby E came over for Peach’s birthday.   Our 2 babies met.  Baby E took Sunny’s paws into his own chubby hands and grinned so big.  Melt your heart, that’s what!

Today we were supposed to weigh some calves, but couldn’t get the scales to calibrate.  Listen to these calibration instructions:  Push 2 buttons at the same time and lift your left foot one inch off the ground.  Blink 3 times and push 2 more buttons down.  When the screen reads some random number, press HOLD with your elbow…and you’re done.  So, the calves didn’t get weighed because I couldn’t remember if I should blink 2 or 3 times.

Tonight we’re having potato soup for supper…and the rest of the banana cake.  We’ve about foundered on banana cake.

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