As I was leaving the porch headed down to the barn, I noticed that the air was stock still, which was odd since the rest of the day had been windy. I looked up to see two dust storms and a thunderstorm headed our way on the horizon, and ran back inside to get the camera.
In other news, I saw Betsy the bobcat again the other day. I noticed Rock was focusing on something on the hill, but I didn't see anything. I asked my friend if she had seen horseback riders up there, but she hadn't. A short time later, Gabbrielle tattled to me that something was up by the house. I looked over in time to see Betsy slinking away from the porch headed under the fence into the neighbor's yard. She must have been up on the hill and sneaked past us. I hope she doesn't start causing trouble, because she is obviously not afraid of people, so it might be difficult to run her off if we decide that her company is no longer welcome. So far all she's done is try to eat a few birds and rabbits, which is expected. I just don't want her to eat my wild bunny Charity.
|Please don't eat me. I'm too sweet.|