Cock-A-Doodle-Don't!

Kinky returned late last night to the ranch. This morning, I went over to the Lodge, to drink a cup of coffee with him. During our visit, I told Kinky about John’s children’s book, ‘Velma the Vomiting Vulture.’

“That’s a great title!” Kinky said. “I want to read it. Do you have a copy?”

“Not yet. I’ve ordered one,” I said. Then I told him about it being sold on Amazon for $49.58, and before leaving the Lodge, The Hummingbird Man beat me in a game of pool!

When I arrived back at the ranch, John was fixing to take Bunny, and Buddy, aka the Ghost Dog to Hoegemeyers, because Bunny had a bad cut on her back leg—that might need stitches, and to get Buddy checked out, because he just didn’t seem to be feeling too good.

Then Carol Vail arrived to walk some of our dogs! “Nancy, I read your blog about Velma, and that is so cool! After reading your blog, I went to www.half.com—that’s where I buy all of my books, and they had John’s book there, too! And, I think you are right about timing—now days—kids love reading about stuff like that. Oh, here’s your ‘Grateful Dawg’ video that you loaned me. I loved it, and the music was incredible, and I have some farm eggs for you and Tony.”

Carol and I visited a little longer, discussing her chickens and her rooster. Her chickens lay brown and green eggs, and her rooster only crows at three o’clock in the morning. “Besides always waking me up every morning—he has this unusual way of crowing. Instead of the common—‘Cock-a-doodle-do’—it sounds more like—‘Trick or Treat!’” We both started laughing.

“That’s great,” I said. “Our rooster, Alfred Hitchcock only crows at noon.”

Carol took off to the pens to walk some dogs, and I went back to the trailer—to work. I caught up with my daily paperwork, and returned phone calls, before fixing homemade Chili for lunch. Following lunch, I took my rescued, Great Pyrenees, Mama— for a long walk.

While I was gone with Mama—Tony got busy on his computer. When we returned to the trailer Tony had some exciting news for me. “Well, I finally did what you have been asking me to do,” Tony declared.

“You vacuumed your TV room?”

“Nope. I entered a photo contest!” Tony said.

“That’s great! Which pictures?” I asked.

“The contest only allows for one entry per family, and they had rules about not being allowed to enter again for six months, so I entered my Bosco and Bunny picture—carrying the tire. What do you think?”

“I think it’s great, and I’ll bet that you’re fixin’ to win your first photo contest! I know it will win.”

I then went to www.cutestpetcontest.com on my computer. I then typed in Tony Simons—at the top of the page and it took me to a page, where the words: ‘Tony Simons—Bosco and Bunny’ appeared. I clicked on it and Tony’s photo came right up—just like the one below! I love that picture! (As if you couldn’t tell. This will be the second time that I have posted it.) Have a great evening.