Busy weekend!

Our friend Sandy Morrison finally convinced her Husband to travel with her to our house to visit. Arriving on Friday, we spent the time getting to know Scott, finding that we had a lot in common. Their daughter Sarah was the one that we choose to give Yogi to when I couldn't keep her any more. Sarah returned the favor, giving her back so that we could pass her to Tami. All of this while sounding complicated worked out for the best for all concerned. Sarah couldn't keep her in her new location, and Tami needed a Hawk that had reduced care requirements that would fit her busy schedule on the ranch.

Tami was busy so the four of us took Hope out for a hunt. Hope however was about an oz. heavier than she needed to be. She tried her best but the wing loading was just too much. Every thing was too fast, too tricky, too quick to hide.


Poor ole Hope did every thing she could including turning "tunnel rat". She really worried me on this one. I was afraid that she couldn't turn around to get back out. There was no way that I was going to be able to move any of the Lava so that I could get her out. I eventually reached in and managed to get hold of her legs, but I couldn't pull her out without damaging her. Eventually she decided that she wasn't going to get the rabbit and somehow turned around peeking back out of the hole.

We gave it up after that, hope didn't however, thinking that the padded roll on the dogs bed felt too good to be only fabric. I eventually got her to leave it so that I could get her into the hood.

We took her home, loaded up the 4 wheeler onto the truck and headed out to see if we could find the "rock" that Sandy left the last time she was here.

Sunday morning saw us heading to Danner to molest the rabbits that live there. Hope got a few slips, none of them close enough to ensure a catch. We ran into a small group of Sage Grouse that decided to go somewhere else away from the big bird with the shape and color of a Golden Eagle.

Eventually we found a Bunny that was too far from cover, and he went into our bag as #8.

                                        After getting back to the car, I turned the dogs out for a run.

After arriving back home it was Jessie's turn to get a little exercise. I am running the drone up to about 280 feet. She is doing well, but so far I am not convinced that I will do more with her than exercise. She seems to be recovering from her exercise just fine, but will sometimes sit with the food on the ground and stare off in space and quiver her wings. We will see. If nothing else she will at least get to fly. Of course every one wants to help.

Dave, Elsie and Thayen came over to help Karen with the pony get used to pulling the cart. He did quite well, but did throw a few tantrums here and there.

Scott and Sandy left this morning after spending the entire weekend spoiling and pampering my Dogs and the Cat. We had a great time, and hope that we can do it again soon.

Thanks to Sandy for most of the pictures. She kindly shared with me to share with you.