Homecoming

Husband Jim's Uncle Walter passed away early last week, so we left home Friday to attend the memorial services in Cheyenne. We were gone for about 30 hours, and of course I was nervous about how the animals faired while we were gone. When we arriving to see the ewe herd in the river bottom, some of my favorite animals came out to greet us. They had done just fine without me, but seemed happy to see us. I love seeing the animals look so relaxed and content. (Click on photos to enlarge.)


We headed to the house to check on Vega and her four-week old pups in the kennel. It had snowed and the wind was blowing, but of course the pups were out exploring the world inside their kennel. Jim decided we needed puppy therapy, so he hauled them into the living room for a visit

This is Spot. He's the biggest dog in the litter, and he is very grumpy, growling and barking. He reminds me of his Uncle Rant.

Vega decided to come in and check on her pups, so several of them took advantage of having the milk bag nearby. For readers not familiar with these livestock protection dogs, Vega is a Central Asian Shepherd, or Aziat.


And here is our one-year old Hud, a bearded collie who loves snuffling around in the snow.