Sometime last few days, something bit me or stung me on my snout. My hoomins didn’t notice when it happened, cause I am always sticking my nose in holes wherever I find them.
The Mama took this picture of me to show the bumps on my snout just behind my nose. They don’t seem to be causing me any pain or discomfort. Click on me to make me big.
The Mama’s Fur Babies got her these cacti for Mothers Day. There are five golden barrels, a “Curiosity Plant” Cereus Cactus and a “Road Kill Cactus.”
I already blogged about Cabela’s lizard obsession the other day. Well, today, she was out in the courtyard again and spent considerable time burying herself up to her haunches in the Cleveland sage looking for the little critter.
Once the lizard got flushed from one of the sage bushes, it would then hide under another until Cabela would again dig under the bush and chase the lizard out. This went on for quite a while.
I thought I was capturing the action on video, but I later found out I was using the HD video function incorrectly and merely got some stills of the action. Maybe tomorrow, when Cabela is in a hunting mood, I can re-stage the scenario and get it on video. Click on the image to enlarge.
I tried to get the dogs to look towards the camera yesterday when Verna had them both out in the courtyard. The were both too distracted by something that kept their attention away from the camera. After I took the photos, I pointed the camera toward the ground only to see the source of their distraction: a six-inch long brown lizard.
Click on any image to enlarge.
Bob gave me these old photos of him taken thirty-some years ago, so I could send them up to one of the social media sites as a ‘throwback.’ In the image above, the cowboy dude on the left was actually an urban cowboy while John Travolta was still having Saturday Night Fever.
The guy in the right side of the image was acting as pilot in command of one of a fleet of aircraft at the flight school where he instructed and did charter flights. Click on the composite image to enlarge.
Over the last couple of weeks, we have been experimenting with letting our two small Min-Pins run around in the courtyard without leashes. That worked pretty well and both dogs were fairly well-behaved and responded to commands to keep out of the back part of the courtyard and to go back into the house when called.
Occasionally, Cabela, the little blue female, would push our patience by trying to sneak back into the forbidden zone, but would usually come back if we commanded in a loud voice. Beethoven, our red boy dog, on the other hand, stuck to the implied rules and stayed where he should – until last evening, that is.
We had both dogs out in the courtyard when one of the big dogs that lives up on the hill across the road started barking. At that point, seemingly without effort, Bay Bay jumped up on the front wall to see what was happening. The wall is a little over three feet high at the point where he jumped up.
Ir scared the crap out of me, since he has been known to run off when loose. Luckily, the little dog trusted me enough to let me walk over to the wall and coax him to let me pick him up and bring him back into the house. It could have been way worse had he jumped out of the courtyard and took off toward the barking dog.
