When Mama started barking inside and wanting to get outside Tony and I went out on the front porch to see what was going on and we found out immediately—Bentley, our neighbor's pet Axis deer, was standing at our gate and he wanted to visit with us and I loved it, because I love this deer.
"Hi, Bentley," I said, as I walked down the steps to go greet him.
"I'll go call Sherry and Robert," Tone said, as I petted Bentley gently, outside our front yard gate.
"Nance, Sherry said that Robert is in town at a meeting and he will pick up Bentley on his way home." Then he went back inside our trailer.
Because Bentley was upsetting our dogs outside and I always enjoy his company I decided to jump into Kermit to see if I could get my dear, deer friend to follow me out of the rescue ranch, to calm down our excited dogs and he did. Bentley walked all of the way our of the rescue ranch right beside us.
Once we were safely on the other side of the entrance gate I turned off Kermit and then I clicked the clicker, to close our electric gate behind us, so Bentley could not go back in. Then I took this picture of the wild turkeys, deer and Magic, the wild hog, standing several yards away, where we feed them every morning and then I shot Bentley with my camera.
When I started petting and visiting with our beautiful, sweet, four-legged neighbor he suddenly pricked his ears and sort of jumped to the side, so I looked up and that's when the hair on the back of my neck stood up! Magic, the wild hog was running towards us at full speed ahead and he has five inch tusks.
Knowing that T. would not hear me scream because he was inside watching TV or farming on Facebook, I stood still and sternly hollered, "No, Magic!" and it worked, because he slammed on his brakes and then just stood there and stared at us for over a minute and then he turned back around and walked away, back into the woods—thank goodness.
Five minutes later, T. drove up in Trigger and I told him about Magic charging us and then I suggested that we try to start walking Bentley home and T. liked my idea, so I jumped into Kermit and off Bentley and I went down the road at a pace slower than a snail's, while Tony went back to the barn to get some feed to help encourage Bentley to walk-the-walk.
Because it was a constant stop-and-go situation— it took us over thirty minutes to go down the hill, cross the nearly dried up creek and up the hill, because Bentley kept getting so distracted, so I asked T. to please park Kermit off road and that I would just walk Bentley home, because I needed the exercise and he and Trigger could follow us. Thirty minutes later we arrived at our neighbors closed gate, that hung above a deep cattle guard.
"He can't and won't walk over that cattle guard," Tony said, as he looked at the chains-locked gate beside it.
As the night grew darker and the stars started appearing I said, "Tony, I think you should drive on up to their house to let Sherry know that we are here with Bentley, so they can come down here and unlock this gate." After we discussed it and I had reassured T. that I would be okay—he jumped into Trigger, punched in Robert's and Sherry's electric gate's security code and then he took off in Trigger, with the headlights on.
As soon as they were out of sight either a Hummingbird or a bat buzzed by my head, so I started getting a little scared, because of the fly-by and also because I have a night-vision problem and I can't see anything in the dark, so I decided to look up at the twinkling stars to help keep me distracted from wondering what was out there in the woods nearby, walking around and making all of that noise.
Even though it was only minutes it seemed like hours to me before I finally heard Trigger coming and when I saw his headlights and then Sherry's truck's headlights, set on high beam, I felt so relieved.
After howdys Sherry thanked us and suggested that we go home, as she tried every key, on the keyring to unlock the other gate—but none opened, so she and their son Greg opened up the big electric gate to try to coax Bentley, using feed, to walk in on the narrow cement path next to the wall of the gate, but Bentley would not do it. Then we heard the sound of Robert's truck approaching Sherry said, "I know Robert has a key that will open this gate, y'all," and that was not a lie.
As soon as Robert arrived he greeted us and said, "Sorry for running late. After I saw that y'all's gate was closed and then saw y'all's four-wheeler parked off the side of the road, in the woods, I started getting worried," then he unlocked the other gate and opened it up and Bentley immediately walked right on through. After a fun, but short visit with them, we adios-ed each other and took off. T. drove Kermit home and I followed him in Trigger and it was 9:32 when we walked back inside the trailer, so instead of writing—I played Scrabble on my laptop and then went to bed.
Today has been a little weird for me and I have had the blahs for most of the day, because of Mercury being in retrograde, so I didn't get much done or want to do anything, but fortunately that has passed now, as I write this.
This evening while Tony and I fed and hayed the horses and donkeys I took this picture of our three donkeys, Roy and Gabby and Little Jewford grabbing some hay to eat, next to Shalom and I have titled it, " Heads Or Tail."
Y'all have a great evening and please keep praying for us to get some rain sooner than later!
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