There is a caveat to today's post. There are a few photos below that some of you may not wish to see. Skeet caught a rabbit, as ranch dogs are wont to do. We have literally tens of thousands of rabbits here and they eat A LOT of grass. One rabbit...not so much, but 10,000...you better believe it. Our livelihood is raising cattle. Not rabbits. And we have no problem with the rabbits, but we really are overpopulated with them and grass is at a premium right now with our lack of rain. Just wanted to give ya'll a heads up in case you wish to skip this post.
Our girl treated us with a visit last week. She LOVES her job. She's a livestock consultant for a non-profit company and it's perfect for a girl who is passionate about promoting agriculture. It's nice to see a girl who gets to fly on a company jet still take pleasure in the little things like baby barn kitties:
I told her she was going to get spoiled, but truthfully, she's about as down to earth as they come and it's so good to see a kid that's worked as hard as she has, find a position that fits her so well. Of course we think the company's pretty darn lucky to have her too. As a Mama, I reserve the right to voice that. :)
I teased her that her two dogs probably thought they had been transported to the moon when we went for our daily excursion.
She lives where it rains a lot and right now the country is green and lush and the dogs run through fields with grass so tall that you can only find them by watching the top of the grass wave.
Not a lot of green going on around here these days, but that doesn't stop these hooligans from kicking up their heels in jubilation:
Sheet was pretty happy to have his two compadres around
Where's the swimming hole?
Tongues were dragging
But that's the sign of happy dog
Skeet was on the job
When he dropped the rabbit and walked away from it, Harvey confiscated it:
Apparently, he wanted to introduce Huckleberry to the ways of a ranch dog:
And if you've stuck with me this far, there is a happy ending to this story. The dogs just stood there for a few minutes and when our girl turned around, the rabbit jumped up and ran off, leaving two bewildered pups in his wake.
When we made our way back to the pens, we found Harvey here:
He was stuck in the water trough. He was too long and his back end kept getting stuck under the pipe at the bottom of the cage when he tried to launch himself out:
It's there to keep cattle from climbing in the trough and tearing up the float. Never fear. Help is on the way. It takes the whole crew to pull off this rescue:
And hound dog happiness is once again restored: