Heel low:
I will get to work on photographing my new lamb Tara- love reading your posts and smiling all the way through them.
And I do ever so much love to make you smile DD...smile and I know others will look at your grinning face and ponder..."What is the WOMAN up to NOW?"

Never let on, never give up the secret...that you are smiling as you read posts on the Net!
Let it be our little secret...blessed we be to be able to share moments with each other!
Tara you are always welcome to share anything I send you. I haven't named any of my pets just in case I may have to someday eat them.
EAT YER PETS???? 
No, no...you PET the pets...not eat them. Besides...yers are stuffed with likely polyester stuffings...you'd appear bloated in all the places you don't wanna look padded by. NO>>>no eatin' the pets. Worse comes to worse...you name them
Lamb Chop,
Vittles,
Skittles of some such foodish type label. Jest in case you wanna feel full without putting on too many calories...per chance??
So y'all saw the one photo taken June 27...of the girls being girls and explaining so well to me why Emmy was a dust dawg the day prior...
What the ??? Grey lime rock dusted...
Roll over in the lime rock dust driveway
Well there are always a SET of photos when it comes to the dawgs...things are always ongoing...so here is the set in sequence. Yes, it is Thursday today BUT (and a big one I do have!

) for me, it is even better than a Flyday (Friday--end of the week, ready for the WEEKEND!!). Today is the last day for bussing...me be bussed out and done like grand DINNER--MIA gone summer time bumming abouts...
So here is a series of clicks...starting of course, with the first one I posted.
Try not to laugh UNmirthfully... life is grand, life is good...the meaning of life is held by my dogs... One of my slogans, is "
An ACD is for LIFE!" For their life is good, my life is good, my life is enriched...riches beyond measure, beyond all the gold and precious gems. Give me my Thing ONE and Thing TWO and life is a blast...
An ACD is for LIFE...for their entire living existence and because humans so regularly outlive the dog's life span...they give us back more than expected in a shorter time frame...suck it up, hold it in...give us a reason to live, to bite the day, to be OK, eh.
"Take that! Nemesis Lacy!!!"
Did I say I

my girls...never enough times I suspect...I love my girls!
Crushing....mushing...dusting...
Emmy - "You DUSTED my buns yesterday...it was yer TURN<over>!" 
Suddenly, from outta now where's, I tell them to CEASE! Let it go too far and there WILL be a bonafided fight...an angry B-Dog fight and then likely, a vet visit to sew them BOTH up...I SAID,
"STOP!"
Looks of innocents plastered on mugs..."What? You talking to angelic us??"
Then Em has to incite another stir up...
"Yer mother wears ARMY BOOTS Lacy..."
"Mom said, STOP!"
"Ahh..." says Emmy
"See...I am listening to Mom...like a GOOD GIRL should!," grins the Lace
"Ah poop...I wanna roughhouse!," says the Emmy
"Hey now!!!!," says Emmy..."What's that smell coming from over thar!" 
"YAH! Sheeps...we can pester sheeps...smell sheeps, kiss sheeps...
be one with sheeps!
SHEEPS!"


Gotta go...got ?how? many windows on the bus to clean today...
Oh my--love cleaning windows...what ever happened to the phrase, "I don't DO windows?"
Doggone & Chicken UP!
Tara Lee Higgins
Higgins Rat Ranch Conservation Farm, Alberta, Canada