Lordy, lordy. Winter hasn't arrived yet but it sure feels like it. The wind has started again - up to 52 mph sez the weather folks. Tomorrow night it's supposed to drop to 22 degrees. When Phoebe and I went for our walk, her ears were blown straight back and I could hardly stay upright.
The wind started last night and hasn't let up yet. No wonder there's so few trees here - how the ones that are here stay put is a puzzle. Perhaps their roots go down to China. All through the night the wind galed and the vents rattled. It's sure good to be "snug as a bug in a rug", I'll say. The dessert tonight was one of the most beautiful sunsets I've seen. I guess all this blowing clears the air, and there's nothing to block the vistas here.
Little Quigley went to a home! We have a new young pharmacist here on a loan repayment. She just arrived a couple of months ago, her husband is being deployed overseas somewhere and she wants, and needs, a companion. Match made in Heaven. I do wonder a bit...my other neighbor and I were taking the dogs for a walk in the wind and willows and we invited her..."too cold" she says. Hmmmm, this is October 26th.....
Meanwhile we now have rescue mission #5. By "we" I mean my neighbor, Johari, and I. I rather sucked her into this volunteer mission and she's been great. Anyway, we thought this new pup might be of the litter that two of the others we found came from...but now I wonder. Kind of wondering if she might be pregnant... She showed up at the house behind me where Max the white fluffy dog, a Great Pyr, lives. Max seemed to be watching out for her. Maybe he's the papa... We asked the neighbors and, no, wasn't their dog.
I got worried when I didn't see the new pup greeting us last night or this morning so I asked my neighbor and partner in crime to see if she could round her up, feed her and put her in my garage. Johari is not currently working, another advantage for me with her as a partner. I was worried the dog killer, I mean catcher, would get her. Anyway, now we have her - she was on her own for 4-5 days and she's looking a little too "plump" for the typical starving res dog.
The plan, I think, is to call the two shelters in Sioux Falls and transport her this week-end. Unless we luck out and find her a home...but being pregnant, if she is, might make this more challenging. Well, we do what we can.
Don't have her picture yet, it's hard to get pictures when the gales are blowing everyone off their feet.
Well, this is all for now. Gotta love this terrain - everyone should have a stint in South Dakota - it's so hard to describe but it's beautiful and wild, particularly when Mother Nature is ranting and raving!
Signing off from...the little house on the res.
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