PHEEBS WINS THEM OVER AT THE WICKENBURG VET CLINIC

I KEPT A CLOSE EYE ON THIS PATCH OF CACTUS TODAY HOPING TO GET A FEW PHOTOS OF THE GOPHER SNAKE

A high thin wispy cloud cover made for a slightly cooler day & that worked well for me this morning as I concentrated my efforts on cleaning out all the old dead grass along the ditch in front of our place.  Fired up our weed whacker for only the second time this winter.  I have a tendency to avoid small gasoline engine powered things as much as I can but the garden rake just wasn’t the right tool for the job I was doing.  Don’t like things that make a big noise.  Dug a few preliminary shallow holes near our new gate in preparation for planting something in them & doing a little landscaping in that area.  Kept my camera close by in hopes of catching a glimpse of Mr. Gopher snake but didn’t see him.  Kelly busied herself in the house cleaning.

NO SIGN OF MR. GOPHER SNAKE ANYWHERE

I had really hoped we would have been loading the rig this week in preparation for travel shortly but sometimes my travel plans are hard to get implemented.  Kind of like that saying about trying to nail Jello to a tree.  You solo folks don’t have that problem.  When your ready to go somewhere you just up & go somewhere.  Nice. 

<<< PETER & LESLIE GAVE US THIS QUALITY WIND CHIME LAST WEEK

Jim & Rene from LIVE. WORK. DREAM. had an update on the goings on at Slab City.  They are currently there & attended a meeting at ‘The Range’.   Seems to be a lot of rumors & confusion swirling about in regards to what is actually going on there.  Anyone typing Slab City into our ‘Search Bar’ can see our trips to Slab City over the years.

SO NICE TO SEE THE HUMMERS AT THE FEEDER >>>

It’s always important to be prepared for emergencies while out hiking.  Barney over at OLD FAT MAN ADVENTURES in his latest post talks about what he carries in his backpack while on the trail.  This will be of interest to hikers or any folks doing day trips in the back county.  He even talks about his bladder………..

 

GATE IS ANGLED TO FACE THE ROAD TAKING ADVANTAGE OF OUR NEIGHBOR’S RIGHT OF WAY ROAD…SAME NEIGHBOR WHO’S PROPERTY I HAVE BEEN CLEANING UP

Rather than having our 14’ south gate placed in-line with the existing fence causing us to make a 90 degree turn going in or out of it I had the the fence builder angle the gate in.  That makes it much easier for ourselves or anyone else towing something to get into our yard.  Kind of hard to explain so had to climb up on the rig & do a bit of an aerial view of the gate set up.  Like they say, a picture is worth a thousand words.

 

BOTH GATES CAN BE SEEN IN THIS PHOTO…OLDER GATE AT EXTREME LEFT & NEWER GATE AT EXTREME RIGHT

Seeings how we had a trip to Wickenburg anyway this afternoon for Pheebs Rattlesnake vaccine shot Kelly figured she might as well get her monthly blood tests taken care of again.  And besides, she said Bashas had butter on sale.  We were in the Jeep & on our way before 3.

THIS STREET SIGN IN WICKENBURG TELLS A LOT ABOUT THE TOWN’S HISTORY

We were early for our Vet appointment & they took us in.  Pheebs just makes friends wherever she goes.  She had the two ladies at the front desk just a cooing over her when she put her paws up against the counter & peered over to see how they were doing.  Another little doggy came in on a leash & Pheebs right away made friends with her.  The Vet himself liked Pheebs right off & had no problems doing a routine examination.  Pheebs never even felt the Vaccine shot in her neck & before she knew it we were all done.  With a big tail wagging smile she said good-bye to everyone & out to the Jeep we went.  The actual vaccine shot was only $12 & the routine exam $28.  Half an hour later with lengthening shadows beginning to fill in the canyons we were home & that was pretty much it for another Bayfield Bunch day…………….. 

 

PHEEBS PUTS SOME REASSURING SMOOCHES ON ANOTHER LITTLE FELLOW WAITING TO SEE THE VET

GROANER’S CORNER:((  Mike Montana got into his old rusted Ford 4 by 4 and drove to the neighboring ranch and knocked at the door. A young boy, Neil, aged about 9, opened the door.

'Is yer Dad home?' Mike demanded.
'No, sir, he ain't,' Neil replied. 'He went into town.'

'Well, then,' inquired Mike, 'is yer Mom here?'
'No, sir, she ain't here neither. She went into town with Dad.'

'How about your brother? Is he here?'
'He went with Mom and Dad,' explained Neil patiently.

Mike Montana stood there for a few seconds, shifting from one foot to the other and muttering to himself.

'Is there anything I can do fer ya?' Neil asked politely. 'I know where all the tools are, if you want to borrow one. Or maybe I could take a message fer Dad.'

'Well, it's difficult,' answered Mike uncomfortably, 'I really wanted to talk to yer Dad. It's about your brother getting my daughter pregnant.'

Neil considered for a moment, 'You would have to talk to Pa about that,' he finally conceded. 'If it helps you any, I know that Pa charges $600 for the bull and $60 for the hog, but I really don't know how much he gets fer Howard.'