Happy 4th of July… and the Horses are Back!

I hope everyone has a safe and happy 4th of July this year.  We have fires in New Mexico and the states around us; I hope no one starts any new fires with fireworks.

We have a lot of smoky air today, the smoke is coming down from Colorado, but there are no fires near Bluewater Lake State Park.  Thank goodness.  There are still some good campsites available, and it's already after 3:00, which surprises me.  I thought we'd be full to overflowing by now.  Maybe we will luck out and have a quiet 4th.

The horses were back yesterday.  Following are some of the photos I took. The sun going down as I was shooting caused different colors in the horses and surrounding area. 

Horse waving his tail was neighing loudly - sounded like he was barking orders.

A scuffle broke out among the adult horses.

Things calmed down, and the baby started nursing.

These eight horses were in one area, moving together. Five adults, one yearling and two foals.

Horses with the dam and house in the background.

BABY PICTURES:

Our time is up again here at Bluewater Lake, so Katie and I are leaving tomorrow to do some blacktop camping.  We'll be back.  

From me and Katie, enjoy your holiday and stay cool and safe!  :)

Wordless Wednesday - warning - dead mouse photo ahead

And the rest of the story...

Put a dab of peanut butter on the yellow center circle and place trap. When mouse is caught, it kills it instantly when the trap closes on it's neck. Carry trap to disposal site, squeeze the ends together and the mouse falls out. In this case, into a plastic bag that was sealed and taken to the dumpster.  Sorry mouse, but you can't be in my house.

Tomcat Mouse Snap Trap - Best little mouse trap I've ever seen. 

Barbara/Katie 3, Mice 0.

(See sidebar on right for link to Amazon page with Tomcat info. I've bought a bunch of different kinds of traps, but this Snap Trap is the only that that has worked.)

From me and Katie, have a great mouse-free Wednesday, everyone!  :)

The Cliff Swallow Tree

 The other morning when Katie and I went outside for her first walk I heard a LOT of birds singing.  I looked across the street, and this tree was filled with Cliff Swallows.  They come out in the afternoon and fly back and forth, all over the place, fast.  I’m always trying to get shots of them flying overhead, but they are too fast for me.  That morning I had what seemed like unlimited time to take as many photos as I wanted.

The tree was just alive with birds.  They were constantly coming and going, landing on a branch then flying off.  They were also doing a lot of grooming while perched.  It was hard to get shots of them sitting nicely or flying on and off, but I managed a few.  Here they are. 


All I knew about these birds was that they were fast and flew overhead every afternoon, and had white undersides.
 

I got some close-ups and found they are really pretty birds.  I didn’t realize they had the rust color on their heads until I saw these shots.

I couldn’t find them in my field guides, so I showed the above photo to Hazel, and she identified them for me.
 

Hey, find your own branch!

 

 
I was happy to finally get some good shots of these little guys.  I love “bird trees” and was pretty excited to see the Cliff Swallow Tree.

Still no horses in the campground, they have been staying on the other side of the lake, but this bull has been around.  We saw him down by the boat ramp the other day…



… and yesterday evening we saw him by the road, munching his way up the “Private Road” to the Rangers house.   This is the one that was outside Hazel’s rig waking her Greyhounds up at 2 am the other night.



He seems to travel alone, because so far we haven’t seen any cows with him.

Well… I haven’t yet gotten under The Palms to fill in the holes the mice are using to visit us.  Late Monday evening Katie was asleep and I was starting this post and I heard some rustling noises under the driver’s seat in the cab.  I looked at Katie and she didn’t move.  Then I heard a click noise and Katie raised her head and we looked at each other.  S**t, another mouse.  I got out my flashlight and went outside, opened both doors and checked under the seats for the traps I had set there.  I was actually hoping to find a dead mouse in one of the traps since there was a click.  No such luck.

Look what I found:



It almost worked.  The mouse went right past the two kinds of traps I had set and stepped on this glue box that was baited with peanut butter.  He took one bite out of the peanut butter, but maybe it was too old.  He didn’t want more, and was able to step off, leaving only muddy footprints.  Now, don’t you all be telling me how cruel these glue traps are.  I have about 6 different kinds of traps, and whatever works is what I’m going to use. I have three different kinds of traps under each truck cab seat.  I think mice are cute and they are definitely God’s creatures, but if they are in my house, I’d rather catch them in a glue trap than stab them with my butcher knife and impale them to the kitchen floor.  Besides being cruel, that definitely puts holes in my kitchen floor!

I got out the bag of traps, etc., and baited a couple more plastic traps with peanut butter and renewed the bait in the traps under the cab seats. I put  two under the couch and the rest under the cab seats.  I was sooooo hoping we’d get him during the night.  Katie and I were awake on and off all night with Katie barking whenever she heard a sound, going up to the cab area, which I have blocked off so she can’t get up there, and growling and wagging her tail.  Jeeeezzz – what a night.

Check back tomorrow – Wordless Wednesday - for the second installment in photos.

WELCOME to our newest Follower, Dawn Fine!  She writes that she and her husband have been full-timing since 2001, and they love hiking, birding, mushrooming, shelling, rocking, and hanging out in the great outdoors and spending time with family and friends.  Her newest blog post has many pictures of a rare bird, the Red-necked Stint.  There’s something about water birds - whether they are at an ocean, creek or lake - that I love.  Great photos, Dawn.  That must have been fun.  I’m enjoying reading your blog, and love your photos.  Thanks for following me and Katie – we’re happy to have you along!
From me and Katie, have a great Tuesday night, everyone! 

Two little Katie stories and a campsite fight

People always want to hear more about Katie and ask for more photos, so today's the day.

First story:  After Katie's early afternoon walk, she gets half of a Kirkland Dental Chew for a treat.  They are her favorite treat right now, and she won't let me forget to give her one, that's for sure.  She knows exactly where they are stored. Here she is waiting for her chew, guess where I keep them:

I open the cupboard door...  look at that tail wagging:

"Katie - back, lie down!"

Good girl!  (She's so cute.)

Katie loves these Kirkland Dental Chews.  I break them in half, and the gets half a chew every day.  Yum.

Second story:  Katie has excellent hearing.  Her latest thing is this.  Every day in the early evening after it has cooled a bit, Hazel comes by to get us and we go for a ride in the car and exercise the Greyhounds who walk/trot alongside.  I've written about this before.  But the funny thing is this.  Day after day, Katie would bug me to go outside. Not at any exact time, just in the late afternoon/early evening.  EVERY DAY as we are walking along, Hazel's car comes around the bend.  The other day, Katie HAD to go outside earlier than usual, so we went outside.  We're walking along, and here comes Hazel, early.

I had company yesterday - a fellow camper was here putting a program on my computer.  He was done and we were talking and suddenly Katie jumped into my lap and stood up on my shoulders and stared at me. (That's how she tells me she needs something.)  I told my visitor that she must have to go outside, so we went outside. I was telling him about Katie always knowing when Hazel was on her way, but it was a little early.  Wouldn't you know it, around the bend comes Hazel.  Early - but Katie knew she was on the way and we were outside already.

Power and Fleur in the car out for a ride.  They walk outside for a while, then finish up inside.

Not only can Katie hear and recognize her car, I always have either the TV, the radio or a book on tape playing, and in the afternoons I play a computer game that is continuously making noises.  So over those two ongoing noises, she can still hear and recognize the sound of Hazel's car from far away.

Usually we get about half the way down the road before we see her.  If I won't take Katie out right away, like I want to finish a game, then we don't get as far.  It took me a while to figure it out, but Katie must hear them waaaay down the road to near where Hazel and the Greyhounds are camped.  They are at the front end of the park, and we're in the furthest campground by the dam. I know dogs have a good sense of smell, but I had no idea they could hear that well.  Aren't dogs amazing?

And now the Campsite Fight.

Here is my Resident Rabbit - he's kind of sneaky and mean looking, isn't he?  Look at those eyes.

He guards my campsite, and if a squirrel (I don't know if it's any squirrel or just this particular squirrel) tries to come in or run through, he attacks.  Sometimes he hangs out under The Palms, the better to keep an eye on things without being seen. 

Here's the poor squirrel in question yesterday:

I saw a scuffle out of the corner of my eye and looked out the window.  There was quite a fight going on with dust everywhere, rabbit and squirrel twisted together and jumping in the air, etc., so I grabbed my camera.  Things had calmed down a bit when I snapped these.  First the rabbit was in front, then the squirrel ran past and was chased by the rabbit up a tree.  
 

Kind of hard to make them out in the shade of the bushes and trees. The rabbit is on the lower left, and the squirrel is in the lower middle part of the photo.

Can you see them both with all eight feet in the air, running?  The squirrel finally reached a tall tree and ran up, leaving the rabbit behind.

Whew!  That was one tough bunny!

From what I've seen, the rabbit always wins.

WELCOME to our newest Follower, Arkansas Patti!  She says, "Have landed at the feet of 70 and hoping it is the new sixty."  Wow, Patti, I'm almost there with you, but I'm hoping it's the new fifty!  Patti has been on Blogger since 2008, so she's been blogging for five years.  Patti, I'm glad you are joining me and Katie on the road, we're happy to have you along.  Welcome aboard!  :)

From Me and Katie, have a great Friday night, everyone!  :)

What in the World is Wordless Wednesday?

Answer:

 

Per Wiki Answers:  On Wednesdays all over the Internet, bloggers post a photograph with no words to explain it on their blog. Hence the ‘wordless’ title. The idea is that the photo itself says so much that it doesn’t need any description.

There are many groups of like minded people blogging about a particular subject, like we do with our RVing blogs, and some of them band together to form a Wordless Wednesday Group.  There are Wordless Wednesday Bloggers from Mom's groups, church groups, canine groups, etc.  I'm not sure what they do, but I think they all link together so each blogger' s readers can click on the links to find more blogs on that subject.  It's a win/win.

I've decided to start my own personal Wordless Wednesday.  Since I'm a bit of a loner, I'm doing it alone.  Of course.  :)  So you won't find links to other RVing blogs participating in my Wordless Wednesday.  Sometimes I have a photo I want to post, but I don't want to do an entire post around it, so this solves that problem nicely.  A few of the bloggers I follow have Wordless Wednesdays, and I've always liked the idea. 

Now, I'm not promising great photos, or interesting photos, or special photos, but I'll try.  Sometimes it will just be a photo I like.  There will also be times I might cheat a little and get a photo or few from the Internet (like today).  Or even, horrors, post more than one.  See?  And you all know how hard it is for me to be wordless, I'll try, but it might not be completely wordless.  That's the nice thing about doing something by yourself.  You get to set the rules.  :)

So, without further ado (except the following words):

PHOTOBOMBING

What is Photobombing? 

1.  Typically, people/animals/things that appear unexpectedly in a photograph. 

2.  Photobombing is also the act of inserting oneself into the field of view of a photograph, often in order to play a practical joke on the photographer or the subjects.

3.  (verb) - to drop in a photo unexpectedly...to hop in a picture right before it is taken.

4.  An otherwise normal photo that has been ruined or spoiled by someone who was not supposed to be in the photograph. The most common photobomb is someone in the background making a face.

My youngest grandson photobombing a nice photo of my son and daughter-in-law.

The bird didn't plan this photobomb, I'm sure, but still...   I liked it. Internet photo.

Love the look on the photobomber's face on the right.  He's having FUN!  Internet Photo.

Here's an ostrich photobombing a nice family scene.  I laugh every time I look at this.  Internet photo.

From me and Katie, have a great Wednesday, everyone!  :)