The rain has moved on, the sun is shining, still partly cloudy and in the high 80’s temperature wise. It should get into the low 90’s for the rest of the week, no more rain to speak of for now. A nice taste of Fall weather earlier than usual for us.
I’ve finished the heels on the Alpine Blossom socks and set them aside for now along with the green socks so I can work on my Ludlow Shawl. The socks are great take-along knitting and I’d rather work on the shawl at home. I should have some sock yarn at the post office on Friday. I put in orders with two Indie dyers and another order with Knit Picks that hasn’t shipped yet.
Brad took little Miss Magen puppy to the vet this afternoon. Seems she had an owie on her nose, turned out to be a turned under whisker of all things! Doc gave her a sedative and opened it up. Brad said it was like something off of Dr. Pol. We’re used to seeing them deal with abscesses all the time on the show so it wasn’t that surprising that one of the pups had a small place that had to be dealt with.
Brad had just left the farm after dropping Magen off and Audrey called for him to come back. Quick. There was a strange man in the yard, no idea where he had come from and it upset everyone a bit. Waya, the grown GSD nearly went thru the storm door after him when she saw him at the back door. Then the pups thought, “Hey! So this is what we do when strangers show up!” and joined in the fray.
By the time Brad pulled back down the drive the guy looked like he was nearly in tears. Seems he works for a neighbor and was looking for a Red Angus bull that got thru the fence and on to our farm property. Suffice it to say that ‘Dale’ now knows better than to trespass on private property and in future will call us to let us know what is going on. The neighbor was contacted, he’s on vacation out of state, and his brother will be over with a trailer to haul the bull back home.
Little Red Bull is much smaller than Grover the Charolais and he’s lucky Grover was tuckered out from breeding our own herd of cows the past couple of weeks or it could have ended badly for Little Red Bull. Anyway, all is under control. The visiting bull is in the corral and being fed cattle cubes while Grover keeps an eye on him and disapproves of the whole situation. He would look at the bull, look at Audrey, then back at the bull and back at Audrey as if to say, “See what I have to put up with? Those are MY cows!”
I have some chicken breasts I am planning to cook in the crock pot. I thought about another batch of BBQ but I happened to spy some miniature bell peppers, a fresh red onion, and some broccoli in the fridge and I’m thinking of something a little different this time around. I’ll put it on to cook in the morning and prepare some rice to go with it. I’ve got chicken broth to use for steaming the rice and I can use a little broth and half and half with the chicken breasts.
We’ve had our dinner and Brad will be heading off to shower soon. I showered earlier and now I’m going to work on my Ludlow Shawl. Have a blessed Wednesday evening, ya’ll.
Rural Texas Knitter 