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Meanwhile, Back At The Ranch

Will be heading out comparatively very early this morning for Ranch Rounds, though won't be stopping to feed critters first. There are a couple spots on the fence line along the road needing attention, particularly since we know young Isaac Bull knows how to cross fence lines when they're low. I do not need to deal with a bovine on the road.

There are other plans for Isaac, though, so I also am not ready to retire him. I am, however, becoming a bit done with Southern Local Time for putting those other plans into effect.

In other news, it felt extremely quite here on the Ranch yesterday when we got home from breakfast. Sis & Bro-in-Law and CJ Lhasa Apso headed on up the road right after breakfast, a nice way to do that. And despite the fact we as a group weren't holding a rock concert, we did stay busy doing things or visiting here about the Ranch. So with them gone, a definitely lack felt.

Until, that is, about 12:30 after noon when the windows on teh Big House started rattling. Seems the younger gents across the road gathered for a Car Fest (might of been detailing their wheels) and they entertained the neighborhood with their super bass-line boomer car stereo systems. To give you an idea what I'm talking about, they were located about an eighth-mile or so from House.

On evening rounds, Houdini found a marvelous source of olfactory camouflage and joined me at Cow Feeding Station wearing it from shoulders to hips. It being evening rounds, he spent the night outside yesterday. I foresee a Hose game in his future today, one including shampoo.

Still sorting photos in post-production here.


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Aug. 30th, 2009 03:01 pm (UTC)
LOL...poor houdini. I always feel a bit sorry for the dog when they come trotting up happily to you, reeking of poop or some dead thing, expecting you to be all "wow what IS that? I LOVE it on you! Where can I get some?"

Apparently it's a wild canid thing for pack canines who want to tell the rest of the guys where the prey/food/poop is. But yeah, we humans are pretty lousy wolves.

Good luck with that hose game. I find it's best if you cheat & tie your opponent up before the game starts. ;-)
Aug. 31st, 2009 02:15 pm (UTC)
He's pretty good about coming when called. In fact, I only needed to put him on lead for the second rinse since the first one (second round of Hose) didn't get all the soap. We figure the olfactory camouflage does indeed date back to the wild canid ancestors, and also helps to 'disguise' wolf scent for herding dogs to be around teh herd without spooking them until it's time to move. The scent part (if it's fairly mild of a roll-in) can be dealt with using some spray Herself acquired.

This was not simply scent; he was coated with his find from shoulders to hips.
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