We arrived home in Volente to find the yard looking lush and green, but a little wild and wooly. We’ve now had the flower beds weeded, bushes trimmed and the yard mowed. It looked great for a few days, but then the weather turned unseasonably cold. The early freezes have meant that we needed to move plants inside several weeks early, and that the leaves began to turn a bit sooner than usual. The ones at the farm have been especially pretty.
My brother, Allan, and his wife, Jefflyn, (Jef) showed up with their own Molly and their two “grand-dogs,” Clover the "All-American," and Rudy the Brittany Spaniel.
It wouldn’t be exaggerating to say that bedlam and mayhem quickly followed. There were dogs flying in every direction, chasing, barking and in general having a fine time. To give you some idea of our “entertainment” for at least part of the weekend, here are a few of my favorite photos.
|Playing chase at the stock tank|
|Enjoying the fruits of a successful search for cow pies!|
My brother’s family spent Thanksgiving Day with Jef’s mother and her siblings, while Kathy, Eric, John and I drove into neighboring Clifton to have a traditional Thanksgiving dinner at Isbell’s. The small, family-owned restaurant outdid themselves. In spite of the fact that some of their employees didn’t show up for work, they pulled it together and delivered a just-as-good-as-home-cooked turkey/ham and all the trimmings dinner.
There was even pecan pie with a crust like my mother always made! We were thrilled to have someone else do the cooking (and the clean-up!) and look forward to going back next year.
Mallory is finishing her senior year in high school, and Myles just celebrated his 14th birthday. Can you guess why we call them "The Redheads!"
In the afternoon, Kathy and Eric gave rides on their horses, Radius and Savvy.
(Photos of these activities are still on my camera at the farm....stay tuned!)
Happy hour was followed by dinner for 19 at our place. John and sous-chef Kathy outdid themselves with a fantastic pork butt, and the go-withs everyone brought were spectacular. By the end of the evening, there were 19 full bellies, and not a leftover on the place!
Clover wasn't exactly sure what to do with hers, so she turned to Molly for instruction.
Molly also gave her a lesson in the proper way to "mark" your territory.
The unusual way Molly lifts her leg to pee was started by original Pack Leader Lucky Dog. She taught it to Feathers and Nickie, and then to Molly. We keep hoping some of the other dogs will follow Molly's example and continue the tradition, but so far none of them have. Clover was paying close attention, however.
By Saturday evening, we were all exhausted and happy, but looking forward to the next gathering.