
We had avoided mowing our property this season, based on reports that prairie dogs don't like high grass, which can make it harder to spot predators. The result was a "fields of gold" look with some green interspersed. It's been a relatively wet spring and early summer, so it's shaggy. And the prairie dogs have clearly steered clear. But I suppose I did not anticipate that a field of overgrown alfalfa and grass might attract larger mammals.
When we drove off into the sun rise, the horses were still there. Hopefully, the owner who must have left his gate open last night will find them sooner or later.
Now we are cruising across the hot and flat environs or Western Kansas. The excitement of the morning eliminated any chance of our traditional wake-up sex. But I suspect once we hit Missouri, Slave will be more than ready to respond if Mistress says "Show Me!".
I guess you don't like prairie dogs?
ReplyDeleteI like the horses. Pretty neat to find them in the front yard.
I like the "show me" idea.That's cute.
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