A Rant!

I really hate ranting about something so close to Thanksgiving. This should be a time of giving thanks for all the things I've been blessed with but I'm ticked off. Why you ask? I can't stand irresponsible dog owners!

As you know, we returned Foxy to her owners. Well, she showed up again yesterday morning. The husband took her home and no one would come out of the house. So, he left her. She was back within a few minutes of him returning home. She stayed at the house all day. When I got home, she was gone. I let the dogs out and Lucky ran to the other neighbor's house. Guess who he went to get, yep, Foxy. He brought her back to the house.

I loaded her up and took her back to HER home. The owner came out this time. He said he noticed she was gone this morning but didn't have our phone number. HELLO! YOU CAN SEE MY HOUSE FROM YOURS! CAN YOU NOT DRIVE OVER AND GET YOUR OWN DOG!!!

So I gave him our numbers so he'd have them. He said he was gonna have to get a collar and tie her up. Well, she's in heat so she's running around to all the houses around and driving the males crazy. Lucky barked all evening and night cause I took his girlfriend away. So distressed.

First thing this morning, guess who's running up and down my yard fence. Yep, Foxy. Has the owner tried to call? NOPE! Can we let our dogs out? NOPE! The husband took her back home. This time he sat in the drive and honked. Still, no one came out. Truck is there but no one will come out. He put her back in the pen. I'm sure she'll be back sometime today. Just a matter of time.

Yes, I have 5 dogs. And I am responsible for those 5 dogs. I make sure they stay where they're suppose to and don't bother anyone else in the area. If they did, I would ensure it didn't happen again. This family has one dog. Why can they not take care of one dog? Basically, they don't care and I'm pissed about it. Cause now, they are gonna have one dog plus however many babies she eventually has from running all over the country side.

I will now return to the regularly scheduled programming......

Multiple Crime Scenes Found

I think a hate crime has been committed at Crazy M. I don't like to even believe that my babies could be responsible for it but the evidence is undeniable. Facts are facts, my kiddos hate doggie beds!

Since the demise of the last two, I had put out some old over-sized couch pillows. They had been out in the barn so I thought they would serve the same purpose as the doggie beds. Well, they lasted all of maybe three days.

I saw Tractor Supply had 'em on sale again for $7.99. I mentioned it to the Husband. He gave me a glare. Guess he's tired of helping me clean the yard. I did throw out some old towels for them to lay on. At least if they play tug a war with them, they don't explode everywhere!

**Update on Foxy, the last dog that showed up. We found out that she belonged to a family down the road. We took her home today. If anyone donated to the Wayward Dog would like a refund since she's been returned, let me know. I will send it back ASAP.**

Run Forrest Run!!

I ran in a 5K race this morning. It was the first race I've ran in about two years. See, I used to run a lot. Spent many a Saturdays running in races. It became a hobby when I lost weight about 6 years ago. I got pretty good at it.

But as you know, life happens and priorities change. My running came to a stop. My hobby went to the wayside. I kept saying I would get back to it but never did. I finally decided to sign up and pay for a race, that way I would have to go. I picked the very first race I ever ran to start over again.

We got up bright an early this morning and drove over 2 hours in the rain. It was overcast and cool. Here's the starting line picture. I look all happy. But in my head, I was saying, "Remember this face cause I'm gonna die!" I hadn't ran in over a month.



The course had changed since the last time I ran. They added more HILLS! What were they thinkin'!! No one on the race committee cleared this with me. Lord have mercy, I was dying!

Here I am coming in at the finish line. Not such a happy face anymore. Now I'm thinkin' "Please don't throw up, please don't throw up!"




I am so out of shape. But I did place 4th in my age division, just out of the medals DANG IT! The husband was proud of me. He said he misses me racing. I miss it too. So I'm gonna try to prioritize better from now on and get to running. Plus it will help me fit back into my clothes. That's always a plus.

Now I just hope I can get out of bed in the morning.

When You Live on a Dirt Road...

You think I need to wash my truck? Someone actually wrote "wash me" on the tailgate but you can't see it anymore. HA, what were they thinkin'! Peer pressure has never worked on me.

A coworker told me I needed to wash it yesterday. I, oh course, asked why? He said "cause it's BROWN!" My response, "It's Fall, brown is in." Sheesh, you'd think they'd never see a truck covered in 3 inches of dirt downtown.

The only thing that may get me in trouble is the license plate. You can barely make out the numbers, only because they are raised. (I fuzzed them out in the pic. Don't want y'all trackin' me down!) I'm waiting to get pulled over though. It's just a matter of time. You think the "brown is in" line will work with a cop? Yea, me either. Maybe if I say it while I'm resting the twins on the window sill of the door and throwing my hair back. Yea, that'll do it! I'm ready now!

What Could Possibly Be Down There?

Whatever it is, it must be very interesting!

A Day of Buckin'

Sunday was spent at the arena buckin' calves. We headed out bright and early at 6:30 to a friend's place. We, along with our friend, rent-a-husband and two others bucked calves. I would guess there was about 100 or more lil babies ran thru the chute.

We only bucked 9 of the 10 babies we just weaned. Itty Bitty went for the ride but nothing else. She is so small, we won't breed her for buckin' anyhow so we didn't want to take the chance of hurting her. She hung out in the back pen, cheering her friends on.

We were pretty happy with the group as a whole. Two will definitely be headed to the sale barn. One bull calf may get another chance. The other six showed us enough to keep.

Here are a couple flicks I took. I really did a bad job with our calves. I think I was trying to watch to much to actually take a good picture. My timing was off real bad.

We made it home at dark. As we pulled up the drive, the truck lights caught the devastation in the yard. Another doggie bed experienced a slow and painful death. It's innards strewn throughout the side yard. What do ya expect with 5 dogs in a yard all day? RIP doggie bed #2.

Christmas Photo Outtakes

We attempted to make our Christmas card picture this morning. Of course we didn't do it the last two weekends when the weather was perfect. We waited till it was windy.

We took the dogs out for a walk, in hopes to get some of their pent up energy out. Then we figured we'd give it a go. Enjoy the outtakes!

I guess I was taking up too much of the bench. Pepper could only get her nose poked out.

So many paws flyin' around, I had a wardrobe malfunction!

I promise I didn't break down crying! Really!

Diesel and Foxy fightin' under the bench.

Resuming their fight in my lap.

Diesel decided he had enough. He ran behind the tripod and laid down!

Amazingly all the dogs did pretty well. I think we did manage to get a good picture. You'll have to wait for that one though!

God and Dog

Do I Smell Like Alpo?

I'm really startin' to wonder. I had the day off today due to the holiday. I planned on spending the day cleaning around the house. Mid-morning the dogs started barking. I look out the door and what do I see....a stray dog!

It looked like the one that came by a few weeks ago. I went out and took her picture. Sent it to the husband and asked if it was the same dog. He called me back and said it was. He asked if I sent out the word that I would be home today cause she just happen to show up! Whatever!

She went out to the barn so I followed. She looked as though she was scavenging for food. I poured her a bowl and she acted like she hadn't ate in days.

The husband was actually disappointed when she disappeared last time. He kinda liked her. Thought she acted like she would work cattle. So he told me to let her be.

I turned the other kiddos out.

They all smelled and ran about. Lucky Dog even had to give an okay.

The most trouble I had was with Diesel. He did NOT like her jumping up on me. He growled and bit at her. She does good to sit and let me pet her. But she really feeds off the others and gets hyper.

If she does stay, we will have to find the money to get her spayed. Not gonna increase the dog population.

**Update on Lucky Dog...He is the happiest dog. Have you ever seen a dog smile? He seems to smile every day. Slowly but surely gettin' over his timidness. Loves to be petted and rubbed. I'm so happy he found us.**

Calf Lockdown

You ever seen a calf pen-itentiary?! HAHA! I crack myself up sometimes.

I'm sure they feel as though they are in baby jail.

Poor things just want their mommas. Crying all the time.

They can keep filin' appeals but I know the warden. He's a hard a$$, they're stuck like chuck until they serve their time. No good time credit given here.