When Thoughts Come True

How many times have you ever thought of something that could happen...and then it does?

Feeding the herd this mornin', I tripped while pushing the wheelbarrow, fell forward and landed with my lower teeth on the rim of the metal wheelbarrow. Tripped over a damn rock...which I have done too many times to remember~and always thought "what if?"

One tooth is broke in half and a couple others are loose...split my lip of course, and I look like I was in a fight...and lost.

Off to the dentist...hope they can fix me up.

It can only get better from here today.
One of my favorite views...clouds and blue sky over the rim rock.

Wordless Wednesday ~ The Line Up

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RIP ~ Tat the Barn Cat

Tat died of old age yesterday morning...we'll be burying him this morning.

Tat was a cat of his own...which I think most cats are. In August of 1997, I got two free kittens which I wanted as barn cats, and they were named Tiz and Tat. Well, Tiz had other ideas; he promptly made himself at home at the neighbor's place...on their bed! They loved him dearly, so how could I take him away from such a great home.

Tat didn't want anything to do with people, he would hang around and occasionally rub your leg, but petting was not allowed by his standards.

I quickly glanced at his file this morning and took a total of the medical bills that I had kept; $740. Whoever says owning a pet in not costly doesn't take care of their animals! He got kicked by a horse one time and it knocked the hip bone out of the socket...$300 later he was a good as new. Then he developed a urinary tract infection and has been on special (expensive) food ever since. But, you just do what needs to be done.

~Rest in Peace Tat~

Tat had become a "mud room" cat in the past couple of years as we knew that he wouldn't be able to withstand the harsh winters here in Harney County. He was already very thin and didn't have much of an appetite, but quit eating a couple of days ago. He only showed any sign of pain a couple of times...and whenever you petted him he purred like crazy...to the very end.

He had a good long life, but my mud room is sadly quiet.

Post Number 701...But Who's Counting...

No posts for two weeks...here anyhow...but I have been posting my Photo A Day HERE. I have to confess that it's not easy for me to have two blogs going.

My Man and I took a day trip a few weekends ago to the south end of Harney County to visit my Ol' Man Toby...and his family. He and the kids are doing fantastic!!!

Monte riding Toby with his pup in chase. The beautiful Pueblo Mountains are in the distance. I wish I could have grown up like these kids...they're amazing!

Our route took us from Princeton to Diamond and then Frenchglen. This photo is taken at the top of P Hill above Frenchglen. The Malhuer Wildlife Refuge lies below. The scorched trees are from the devastating Miller Homestead wildfire from last summer...but look at the beautiful green grass coming up!

The land will recover from the fire...the juniper trees are a noxious weed that suck up 30 gallons of water a day taking moisture that is needed for the grasses to grow and sustain cattle, wildlife, and wild horses.

We traveled the length of the Catlow Valley seeing nothing but cows and wildlife. I saw a small herd of Big Horn sheep but couldn't get a photo. Hart Mountain is in the distance.

We arrived at Fields which is just a few miles from the Nevada border. It's beautiful, rugged, and desolate. I think I could live there! Steens Mountain in the distance.

After our visit, we headed back north to home via the Alvord Desert...a huge alkali desert running for miles along the east base of the Steens Mountain.

As with any trip...it's good to go, but just as good to get back home!