Here we are packing and getting ready to catch a flight to Branson for 5 days and now I'm fetching the gun!! G was out having a quick look around. We have one of the horses lamed up and she keeps laying down to rest her leg. When all of a sudden G flings open the door and yells "get my gun!" Boy I know that yell! I come running and there he is, the nasty furry little critter lurking under Chads green truck. He was eye balling Milam, our horse.
I guess he must have heard the gun word also and he walked away slowly. Now I'm worried about the horse. Guess Chad will have fun taking care of the place. I can see it now, it will look like a sniper school.
We are off to Branson.
I will tell you the rest of the story later
What was it???? You can't run off like that and leave me hanging!
ReplyDeleteOH ok it was a Bob Cat. He seems to like the prey we have out here! I'm sure he's still around and we will have another sighting soon.
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