Wounded Knee!

Today has been a blast! This afternoon we met Kinky and his new Aussie friend Cactus for lunch in Kerrville. Kinky had met Cactus last June, in an airport, in Australia and Kinky had invited him to come see us the next time Cactus came to the U.S. for business, so Cactus took him up on it.

Tony and I immediately liked Cactus and we had a great time visiting with him. His stories were so funny, colorful and very interesting, that I had a hard time eating, because I was laughing so much.

After lunch we met Kinky and Cactus at Wolfmueller's Books and we had a fun time visiting with Sandy, Jon and Kinky about our fun trip to Terlingua, while Cactus shopped for books to buy. Then we all came back to the ranch.

When T. and I pulled up to our gate entrance we had a disappointing surprise waiting for us, because a dog was tied to the gate and he looked scared, but familiar. "Tony, that's Pilgrim! OMG!....Well, at least they returned him to us and didn't drop him off at the pound."

Pilgrim happily wagged his tail as Tony removed his dog collar and untied him from the gate and then we put him inside Trigger and drove him down to an opened up puppy pen where Tony gave him water and some dog food to eat. Then we drove on up to the trailer.

Around 3:00, while Tony drove Kermit over to the Lodge to pick up Cactus, so he could come over and play guitars with me, I called Carol and invited her to come over, because I wanted her to meet our new Australian friend, born in Arkansas, Cactus and I am so glad that I did because I had a blast visiting with them and playing music with him.

After one hour of non-stop laughing and discovering that Cactus also owned horses and loved them as much as Carol does, Carol invited us to come over to her ranch, so Cactus could ride her horse Maya, to help hold the cows, while she showed him what Dude, her super cutting horse, could do. So, Cactus, Tony and I grabbed our cameras and jumped into our trucks and headed over to Carol's for a fun time.

While Cactus and Carol saddled up her horses we traded more funny life stories and then Carol climbed up on Dude and rode off, so she could go move the cows up to the arena and that's when I took off to move Trigger down to the arena, so I could stand in the bed of the truck to take pictures of her cutting cows out of her herd of four—but that never happened, because Carol's knee suddenly went out on her, in the arena. So, I took these pictures instead of Cactus carrying Carol to Trigger's tailgate, because she was in so much pain.

While Cactus, a trained paramedic, worked on Carol's knee we started laughing and making jokes about Carol's wounded knee. "I'm going to title tonight's blog Wounded Knee!" I teased, as Carol laid stretched out on her back—on the tailgate—laughing.

Thirty minutes later Carol's knee was somewhat better and while Tony and Cactus were up at the barn unsaddling her horses for her and brushing them down, she hobbled and I walked with her, so she could let the cows out of the catch pen and then we went up to the barn to join the men and when we reached the barn—Carol invited us to stay over for dinner, because we were having so much fun, so we did.

Dinner was a delight. We had Carol's delicious homemade Tortilla Soup, but the conversation was even better. We laughed about life and the crazy things we did in our youths, marriages, divorces, kids, first dates, etc. and Carol and I teased Cactus about Aussies calling a pickup a "utte" and calling a restroom a "loo."(Spell check on both of his words, please.)

Just before dark-thirty we thanked Carol for dinner, a fun time and then we adios-ed her and came home.

Y'all have a great evening and please keep praying for us to get some rain! Good night.