Home on the range

 I started writing the last two days and filed them in the trash.  So here we go again.   

I moved away from California two years ago into a barn converted to a house that stands on the site of an original log cabin built in the 1790s.  In the late 1970s someone bought the log cabin dismantled it and moved it to a museum.  At that point a barn was constructed and a dairy operation commenced.   Sometime in the late 90s the dairy barn was converted to a house.  It hadn’t been lived in for a number of years when I moved in so I had to clean up a bunch of stuff. It’s been a real dog fight at times, in addition to the actual dog, Ashleigh.  She loves watching television with me.  She’s a real astute follower of politics.  I gave up on politcs a long time ago but she can’t get enough of that stuff.  

The only time I can change the channel is when somebody like James Carville comes on and she runs to hide under the bed.  Right now she’s locked outside because it’s been raining and she’s wet so I’m watching a WNBA game having a cup a tea.  Finally, I get a break from the political carousel this fucking dog has me riding.  If it’s not Bill Maher it’s Fox News, I can see why she like them both Bill is a friend to animals and she likes foxes a lot.

Speaking of foxes I think she was involved in a little brannigan out here with some of the coyotes.  I came home from work and she had been fighting with someone who took a chunk of fur out of her side.  Coyotes are good in certain places but not where you have livestock and pets they try to molest.  Coyotes kill rodents such as rats and mice but they will attack much larger animals like cattle and gang up on them in a pack.  That’s when they become a real pest and there is no such thing as catch and release, they gotta go.  If you saw the price of cattle these days you’d understand.  Where do you think those steaks come from?  

I live on a little cattle operation, it’s not my deal but I can observe what’s going on.  That’s part of the reason why I don’t say where I’m living and give exact coordinates with the little orphan Annie secret decoder ring.  They don’t need cattle rustlers coming through, which is an actual thing in the 21st century and I’ve had enough problems.