Hmmm ...

Sounds like the perfect name for a trial, doesn't it? Hee hee



Speaking of trialing ... I stopped at Cabela's today. I had a store credit for $30 that I've had since the beginning of the year and hadn't done anything with it. Now I am the proud new owner of a pair of flannel-lined jeans. Yessiree Bob. So let's see ... my teeth are rotting out of my head at an alarming rate, my first tattoo is firmly in place, I know the words to more country music songs than Willie Nelson has forgotten, and my face is starting to look like a roadmap of Brooklyn. If the economy gets any worse, I'll be living in my trailer and calling McDonald's "fine dining." Oh my mother would be so proud.



On my way home tonight, I passed by my local church. The sign was a welcome site for sore eyes.







We worked dogs yesterday. It was gorgeous out!



Jack stopped by with Bailey (Spike's Mom):







Jaenne brought Mo ...







Eunis wasn't nuts about the idea and decided to see what Mo was made of.













Guess who won.







Jaenne's private dream is to be the Border Collie Whisperer.







Colleen worked Reena, and Roy got to come hang out, too! Hey Col ... we finally got some good pictures of Reena! Look! I have a whole series of them, so remind me next time you're here. I will burn a disk for you.











And Katy with Scout:

















While I was out there, I snapped a few shots of my trailer.



Love that tongue, don't you?





Here you can see where the tire hanger thingy broke. Will need to figure out how to re-do that.





This is the part I call the "chastity belt." Obviously whoever built it was making absolutely certain that those little calves were not going to escape!





That's Bailey making sure no one makes fun of my trailer. Thanks Bailey girl!



Happy tails,

JD