There's that old sarcastic saying to another person "Look what the cat dragged in." There's no cat in The Little House but there is a retrieving dog. She's brought a variety of dead things; possums, rabbits, squirrels, and even a mud hen.
Her retrieving is not limited to dead things she also brings live beings. Often it's garter snakes which are much relieved to be released unharmed. In the cemetery today it was a painted turtle, about the size of medium salad plate. There are sloughs on two sides of the cemetery so perhaps the turtle wandered in to lay eggs. After the presentation of the turtle it was placed firmly on its feet to go about his/her business.
There was a gentle thundershower last evening. It left only a disappointing .2" of rain. The center pivot irrigation sprinklers were running this morning. It is nowhere near desperate but rain would be helpful. Radar showed heavier rain on all sides.
Takk for alt,
Al

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