The Grass is Always Greener on the other Side of the Fence

The neighbor's neighbor's horses broke the gate that separated the two horse pastures from one another and all the horses have been galloping back and forth with much high-spiritedness all day. Yes, the grass is always greener.

Rural Protection

This story is sad and hopefully funny (ironic?) too.  It turned out that the animal eating the chickens was a neighbor’s pit bull and my cat did succumb to its wrath as well.  I am terribly devastated by the violent loss of my beloved long-time furry friend of sixteen years.

Part of the story is that I defended the cat and received deep scratches and bites myself.  This was very disturbing to family members who recommended that I carry pepper spray with me at all times.  Particularly concerned was one relative that had been a night-club singer in East LA for many years.  She had a magic pouch which carried a four-inch knife, pepper spray, and a blow horn.  Every time she put it over her shoulder she said a prayer asking God for protection and over the many years of coming home in the early hours, she remained safe and never had to use any of its contents.

Now I am in possession of her magic pouch.  There is a lot I need to be aware of here.  Dawn and dusk are hunting times for wild animals and this area is a designated “rabies” area.  The distance of the street to the front door is about 100 feet away and the mailboxes are at the end of the road, past pig pens and ducks and chickens, all tasty treats to wild animals.

I woke the other morning to gun shots and yesterday I saw a small herd of deer in the neighbor’s yard when I went to get my trash receptacle to put it back in its proper place next to the side of the house.

I’ve been told by a neighbor that everyone has weed, drinks and carries guns.

Who would have ever thought that moving to a rural area would be comparable to living in East LA!

Took this picture today with my boot showing to give you an idea of the size of the mushrooms growing under the walnut tree.

Fall Hello

Better white chicken feathers than white cat fur.  Coyote watch begins.

There's snow in them thar' hills.  This view is from my back yard. I've bought lots of warm clothes from the local thrift store.