So rite off the bat, we commed to where there woz cows. I had neffur seened cows up close and purrsonal afore and mom wanted a pikshure of me with the cows.
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| Mom, why is Bessie and Beulah gibbing me the stink-eye? |
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| Yikes, get me outta here! |
So we went on and started seeing some seeniks.
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| Whew. There be no cows here. |
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| I wonner if'n those cows did this to this pore critter... |
There do be a prawblem, howeffur. A gabillion crickets live in the meadows.
When you walk thru the meadow they all jump up in your face, say "bzzzzzzzzzzzzzz", fly off to the side, land on a dry leaf wot makes a crunch sound. So a gabillion of them doing that at the same time is way furry skeery. I had to walk ahind mom and let her clear the way. And since then efurry time we walk through an open area wot has no trees, I walk ahind mom just in case. Mountain crickets do be my noo phobia now.
But there woz some furry pritty seeniks:
There woz lots of udder dogs hiking but I only gotted a pikshure of this one. He do be a bloodhound/German shepherd mix. Can you see the famblee resemblence?
So, as if this hike had not been skeery enuff so far, we commed to this. Apparently, cows do share a fear with me - neither of us likes steps so these be steps wot lets peeples get into fields but keeps cows from getting out coz they will not climb stairs. Like me.
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| Ummm, mom, I think we has a prawblem... |
Little did I know I had my behind in a cow pie.
Luckily there woz no cows in this meadow rite now. Whew. I know, a farm dog I is not but it woz still a pawsome hike.
On the way home to the cabin we seened this furry kewl license plate:
More to come...





















































