Momma Hawk

This was way out on a country road. The weeks we passed the Red Tail Hawk and her fledgling my husband slowed so I could photograph the two of them.

 

Look At The Birdie

Oh Dear, It Is A Deer

The day we had a wind storm there was a deer lying in the grass. I took several photos, and this one is the one I believe is the most beautiful. 

Happy Mothers Day!

Hope all the mom’s I know got very special gifts…no matter what color the box is, it is all good! Happy Mothers Day!

Our Dog With A Blog

We have completely stereotyped our dogs. We have two Italian Mastiffs (Cane Corso). We just love them to pieces. They are funny dogs. They utilized my saucers for the potted plants as sleds. Since the saucers were the terra cotta saucers they broke after the sled ride was over. The two of them are sisters, and they play tag and with their toys until they are exhausted. During dinner time, the two of them rest near our table waiting for my husband to offer them something. The more muscular one is Sheba (not pictured). We imagine that she colors with a blue crayon. Not knowing how to spell, and having her sister Sadie explain things to her all the time, as she rolls her eyes. 

As we have dinner we even add voices. Sadie has an accent that is British, and she is an intellectual. She types at night, and post on her blog about her crazy Italian family. Writes about the fun she had playing in the yard, what kind of people hung out at the park, and what strange animals she saw at the ranch. Sadie has one crooked nail on her right paw, and that is what we refer to as her delete nail. She has used it so many times it is a little crooked.

Sadie has such great expressions on her face. She has these soft loving eyes, and Sheba has more play, play, play eyes. Sheba will sometimes PUSH Sadie into playing when Sadie doesn’t feel like playing. Sheba will buck like a horse around in circles in front of Sadie, and Sadie will huff at her like she is annoyed. Sadie always gives into Sheba’s will to play. Sadie waits quietly for dinner to end, but as soon as Sheba thinks dinner is coming to a close she will rest her chin on the table by my husband. He is the one that will give scraps to the dogs.

Sadie on the other hand goes to my son, and moves his arm to go around her like he is giving her a side hug. She is very forceful about it too. It is almost like she is at the table for love, not food.

She could almost be “grumpy dog”. Be careful or you will end up in her blog. LOL

Betty Crocker

Here is Betty Crocker in the yard looking for food. My kids named her Betty Crocker, which I find hysterical. So, I thought I would share with all of you. 

Inhale…Count To Three…Exhale. Better?