Down the Road with Smooch ~ April 2011

"Down the Road with Smooch" is a post that chronicles for posterity the who-what-where-when of our daily walk, on or about the first of every month.

Date: March 31, 2011, the 56th day in a row without a drop of precipitation...but who's counting?
Route: Around the fenceline with a few off-the-path excursions
Distance: 1.5 miles
Time: 5:00 - 6:30 p.m.
Temperature: 63 degrees
Humidity: 22 percent
Wind: A steady wind when we left, a slight breeze by the time we finally got home
On the iPod: The Rise of Theodore Roosevelt by Edmund Morris. I'm loving this audiobook. If I ever learned all this stuff about Teddy in school, I've long forgotten it. What a cool guy. He loved the west as much as I do...maybe more.
Number of times Smooch stopped to sniff coyote poop and pee: 7
Number of times Smooch stopped to pick something out of her paw: 5
Number of times I stopped to take a picture: lost count
Attire: Baseball cap, long-sleeved shirt, no jacket, jeans, sneakers.

Smooch was in a state of very high alert,

probably because black cows kept popping out of the shadows. We came upon these two mamas and their babies at the end of our road. You know the road ... the one Lucy and I rode down on Sunday ... pushing a pair of cows. You don't think?  No ... couldn't possibly be the same cows ... or could it? The big cow above is wearing a yellow ear tag. I don't think either of the Sunday cows had one of those.

When were you guys born? I think you look older than four days.

Me: What do you think, Smooch? 

Smooch: I think you should stop taking pictures so we can move along.
I've got places to go, things to do, coyote poop to sniff.

Here's a view from our high spot, looking down on the casa. The pasture is very, very dry.

The only thing sprouting is this stuff, which I think is rabbitbrush,

which would make sense if the shrub is so named because rabbits live under it. 

Smooch was convinced there was a bunny down there somewhere.