Our Hunting Dog

Thursday after school, Rylan came running into the house yelling, "Mom, come quick, look at Pepper!". I immediately thought she'd been ravished by a local mountian lion, coyote or a moving vehicle. I ran outside to find Pepper standing in the bush with a furry little critter in a death grip.

Cold chills went down my back and I let out a screech, "Pepper No, No!". She was not going to let that little furry critter out of her mouth. E came to the rescue with R's work gloves on. E managed to get the animal from Pepper's grip and picked the critter up by it's tail. It wasn't a rat to my relief. I was ready to put a "For Sale" sign in front of my house if it had been a rat. It was a baby possum. Pepper had jumped a foot in the air and grabbed it from the trunk of our tree. E gave it a proper burial...a big fling in the air to the green belt area behind our fence.

Oh the joy of getting a family photo for our Christmas card...

Don't you just love the cooperation of family members when trying to get a family photo? I decided that it's just the kids this year.It's difficult to get everyone scheduled together at the same time. So this was our attempt. The barn below is close to the property where we had our prosperous garden and where we took the photos. The REAL photo you'll see in your Christmas card or maybe not!