Opa, praying a safe arrival for the twins.
Juise, modesty is overrated when crawly things are involved.
Juise, modesty is overrated when crawly things are involved.
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TGIF !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!e
Opa, prayers for the twins arrival and safe travels for Hope.
Olive, my uncle is the one with the border collies, he does puppies to fully trained adults just let me know if you or anyone else ever wants another. My aunt keeps trying to put one or six of the puppies in my car when I am not looking, for the kids of course.
Hope everyone has a great weekend.
She won't do anything with the cows!
Really, I would love to get one after Bella had decided that it her turn to escape.
It was at Wednesday, and I was working on a post here, when my mom ran into the room saying that Bella got out and she got her into the garden. So, I ran out, grabbed 3 apples to lure Bella. My youngest sister ran to help too. After several attempts to get her to the side gate, she loped out of the garden heading to the front yard to the road. I ran as fast I could to head her off before she got to the road, she almost got to the road, head her off, but she turned to the neighbor's that had threatened to call the cops the next time the calves get out, ran fast again to head her off in the brambles, got her where I want her to go, but I had to run across on the crabby neighbor's yard, and their bird dog was chasing me barking. I yelled back at the dog ''Knock it off buddy!!!'' I heard the neighbor yelling, not sure if he was yelling at me or at his dog, but ran on through the brambles to keep Bella where I want her to go. She kept going in field in the direction to the woods, I tried calling my mom, so she can have one of my siblings to open the gate by the woods, so I can get her through there. But she didn't answer. Gah!!! But saw my youngest sister, hollered at her to open the gate. Bella went into the woods, the most wildest part, I had to scramble over the logs, vines and jumped over the creek to head her off, and turn her around then repeat- scrambling over the logs, vines and jumped over the creek, got my pant leg sagged by an old barb wire that was part of a cattle pasture 30 plus years ago. Got her up on the field, she jumped over the 2nd pasture fence, at that time my mom had gotten some of my other siblings out, and they had gotten the gate by the woods opened. They were standing by the gate not sure what to do, I yelled at my siblings ''get away from the gate!!'' at least 4 times, they moved away, and Bella walked right into the main pasture. As soon I saw Bella walking through the gate, I fell in a heap, not able to move in about 5 minutes, I was beat. I have never ran so hard in my life! But I had to leave to work in 15 minutes.
Too tired, but went anyway.
I was racking my brain trying to think how she escaped, for the fence looked good, the charger is ticking. I came up two causes- the wind blew open the unlatched gate by the cow shed and she walked through it or she went under the gate to the pasture that is missing the bottom wire. I looked by the cow shed and found hoof prints and lots of mowed grass by the breeder coop that is by the cow shed, so yep, the wind blew open the gate, and she walked through it.
We only have 5 acres. :/This morning DH told me something took our bird feeder and smashed it to pieces during the night. We assumed it was a coon. My neighbor/mother in law just called and said she saw a bear last night and it destroyed their feeder. She said she got a good look at it too, since they have a mercury light, and that it was a big black bear. So now I am thinking that we did not have a coon here last night. Guess I will set out the trail cam. And make sure DH carries a gun with him when he takes his walks around the property.
Olive, my uncle is the one with the border collies, he does puppies to fully trained adults just let me know if you or anyone else ever wants another. My aunt keeps trying to put one or six of the puppies in my car when I am not looking, for the kids of course.