Skunked

Well today I broke in my new-had-to-have-it pink bucket. At 5:30 this morning, I was screaming like a banshee as Ziva first stuck her nose in the behind of a baby skunk and then chased the mama all the way to backyard patio. Oh yeah, she did. Then  she came to me with her head hanging and I dragged her into the bathroom where we promptly took a bath in Tecnu. Lynn suggested Listerine, so she also has had Listerine on her face all day. Later I remembered I had some stuff called "Odormute" so I made a bucket full of it and I have been washing her down with it every little while.

So, yep, we stink; but I'm happy I had my bucket.

Do you know this one?

I have always had a record player and when I was little: 5? 6? 7? this was my one of my favorite songs. I had it on a 45. I was singing it to Ziva yesterday and couldn't remember the words. . .

First weekend in July

We have met our match on our lower trail--bees in two places! Lynn, the allergic one, went tromping up the trail where we got into bees last weekend with long distance killing foam; she could hear them, but couldn't find them. So she took her handy-dandy clippers and opened up the other entrance to the trail and we skirted by the bees. Just about where the stump step up is, just short of the first uphill little jaunt begin on the same trail, Lynn yelled, "Go Vicki! We're in bees! Keeping going!" We took off and with Zigs thundering behind us I heard Lynn again, "Don't buck, Ziggy--please don't buck." He got stung on the nose for sure and I'm not sure where else. Possibly under his belly. I think Star got it on the neck because he had a little welt, but I never heard Shirley say anything.

The bees took a little of the enjoyment out of the ride for awhile for me as I kept looking at the ground instead of enjoying the ride. I was worried about the two other places we've seen bees, but thankfully there weren't any. We walked across the tarp again, although only Ziggy will do the shiny one, Star and Jupiter walked on the other one. Coming off the top of Hennessey on the new steep trail, Shirley had her hands full with, "Star! Star! Quit that you old fool!" He went down jigging a little sideways off the very top. I am not sure why--we were all right there. (Although, Shirley did have to get off a couple times because her saddle slipped either forward or backward and had to be adjusted, so maybe that was it.) We bypassed our bottom trail on the trip back and came out on the road, but otherwise we had a fun ride in spite of the bees.

Sunday Lynn asked, "How about we go across the river?" Cool! We haven't been there in awhile--so we drove over to the Denny road and climbed that mountain. Those trails are pretty steep, but it isn't brushy at all. There were no bees, but there wasn't much water for the girls either. I thought it was a fun ride.

We were back by 10, so Lynn opened up her grooming box and two hours later, both the girls were looking beautiful. It's been a nice three-weekend and since summer school is only Tues/Thurs, I get tomorrow off, too! Summer is good.