Mountain lions like goat. Apparently two California transplants to Montana woke up to 4 deceased goats a couple days ago. Including the goat that lived in the house; except at night, it slept outside where goats are supposed to sleep, and live.

Being pretty sure they were shot, the city police were brought in. Sounds like they agreed, yes siree they were shot. Well some level headed person called the Fish & Game to come investigate, sure enough it was a mountain lion predation. Same folks had the same thing happen in 1988. Should have gone home then because the lions were here first and they aren’t leaving.

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That’s the latest from Brown’s Gulch somewhere in Montana. Go be someone’s hero. Until next time. Crippled Cowgirl 👩‍🦽

Have you ever gotten into the truck of a horsey girl. Here’s how it goes, “Wait I’ve got to move some stuff before you get in”, everything on the front seat gets heaped into the back seat. Since there’s so much tack, buckets, saddle blankets, coats, boots and god knows what’s already in the back seat, not to mention the “Best cow dog ever”. Point being everything tossed in the back winds up on the floor. Except for “Best cow dog” who has jumped into the front seat. My seat.

Unfortunately I didn’t get a picture of the interior of the truck, when I do I will update this post. It’s almost time for fall roundup then I will have a lot of subject material. Depending on weather; usually the Horsey Girls have something more pressing come up if it’s too cold, rainy or snowing.

Go be someone’s hero. Until next time. Crippled Cow Girl

Yesterday I became 64, I was given the most awesome gift from my neighbor.

I get it, not many people can appreciate this Corning Wear pot. American made, unlike the inferior quality of the more recent made in China version.

I use my Corning Wear as often as possible. I have an incredible oven and there’s nothing better than a from scratch pot roast with spuds and carrots roasted for a couple hours in yes a good old oven. Or stew, or or or. Did I mention my favorite cook book. Yep a good old Betty Crocker.

Time to start dinner. Go be someone’s hero. Till next time.

Crippled Cowgirl 🤠

What do I do when I’m really bored, make a pot of beans of course. I’ve read 3 books in the past 5 days and I needed a break. I put a couple cups of Pinto beans in water to soak, and were they thirsty, I went outside to get some vitamin D came back an hour later and had to add more water.

I actually have fresh onions meaning no sprouts, and garlic. It was harder to peel the garlic with my shaking hands than chop the garlic and onion. I am not real patient, I rinsed the beans and threw onions and garlic plus fresh water a dash or two of sea salt into a crock pot. Then back to the couch and started another book.

I sort of forgot about the beans until I was in bed, damn. I went to the kitchen and turned the crock pot off, they had been cooking for eight hours. They were perfect, probably the best batch I’ve ever made. I left them alone, no stirring therefore no smashed beans.

I’m looking forward to lunch to have a bean and cheese burrito with salsa. I’ll let you know how delicious it was. Catch ya later

Perfect day for a cattle drive, all cow people were ready to go at 6 a.m., not bad considering 14 riders, 5 or 6 motorized alternative horses and the trail boss in the truck riding; uh, driving point.

This was the third year these cattle have been trailed to this summer pasture it gets easier every year, and the biggest bonus was no bulls allowed. They are being trailered up.

I of course can’t ride, or should I say get on a horse, therefore my participation involves Darth my four wheeler and I.

I’m thinking this was probably my 59th annual, I was 6 the first time I got to ride on my first horse Flicka. Hope to have a few more. Now let’s all go be someone’s hero. Until next time

I’ve been no where since March 5th and that was for a doctor appointment also in Missoula. Not much has changed, I did have to go through the screening “routine” and the biggest obstacle course possible to get labs done and ultimately to my appointment. Mask? Hell no I didn’t have a mask; they supplied me with one. If wearing one of those doesn’t make you sick nothing will. Suffocating.

I thought I had combed my hair. Maybe that was yesterday.

A big road resurfacing project is in full swing on the highway about a third mile west. I have a wonderful vintage point here on the deck. I’m amazed at the number of big motor coaches pulling full size SUV‘s behind them on the road. Apparently the folks driving them have no patience to wait for the pilot car. I’ve watched 3 of them trying to do a u-turn on the two lane. Getting into a bind, getting out and unhooking the SUV in tow, while totally blocking the road. Tourons. You’re right rhymes with moron. Hey didn’t see any masks either.

Okay Friday has turned into Saturday. It rained close to a quarter inch this morning, we can always use that. The pine and fir trees smell great. This evening we’re going to the third birthday dinner for my just turned 80 house mate. Even birthday cake gets old, oh wait it’s cupcakes tonight, my stomach churns at the thought. Only to be topped off with the three, maybe four great grands and no less than eight dogs. Perhaps I should start drinking now. I’ll try to capture a photo of the mayhem so everyone can share my pain.

I’m going to bed a week of company and birthday parties have done me in. It’s pretty weird having a nail the same color as my tooth paste. It’s not to late to be someone’s hero. Until next time; The Cowpatty is over and out.

Impressive, not only do I know the date it’s Saturday. I know this only because I tried to call the courthouse. The janitor answered because a contractor was there sanding the floors.

Couch most of the day. It was pretty warm, 80 warm, I went outside a few times and sat on the deck or played with Kit.

Did not publish yesterday therefore I will tack on today’s update. Can’t believe May 2020 is in the books. I just did busy work today, other than a load of laundry I guess I didn’t do much. Took a shower this morning and read on my latest book. Oh yeah I wasted a couple hours playing Wordscapes, on the couch of course. Sunny day but the wind was brutal, like 20 to 35 mph. I better quit telling people the wind doesn’t blow here. I didn’t take an Alinker stroll either. I’m blaming that on the wind that never blows here. Okay it’s Corona o’clock I’ll attempt to cut a lime and hopefully not a finger. Wish me luck, be someone’s hero and until next time. Whip and Ride

Wasting away on the couch, again or still. I did manage to water the plants this morning. They all need repotting and I could probably do it, though it would be a struggle. Not a struggle I’m willing to tackle yet.

All my plants are gifts or rescues. Amazing they have survived. At one time or another I failed at growing all of them. I’m thinking the secret is free plants have more desire to live. Perhaps they just thrive on abuse.

It’s time to find something to do off couch, laundry is something I can do. Ho hum. So go be someone’s hero I’ll touch base soon.

YeeHaw

Maw nature was not happy last night, she was in one of those moods that all one can do is rant and rave and clean house. We’ve all been there and know what I’m talking; blogging about. Non stop thunderstorms were the rantings with an inch of cleansing rain. The cool soggy morning was divine.

Yesterday’s report would have been of me using my walker, not the wheelchair, to get to the garage, folding the walker and getting it into the trunk of the Buick all without falling. I loaded myself and the dog and drove to my sister’s house where I spent the afternoon. It was major for me, not to mention wonderful to get away from the couch for most of the day.