Mama Llama Drama and the North Wind

This day couldn't decide what it wanted to be so it has been a lot of things. Sleet was blowing last night, drizzly early today, then nice, now at 7:30 pm, the North wind is blowing chilly gusts.

Started out early to get supplies in the face of uncertain weather. Called Sue to see if they needed anything at the store -they did. Said I would deliver and bring lunch and we would watch an old silent movie I got in on DVD.

Delores coincidentally pulled up at Wally World and we had a cup of coffee. She had ditched the Maxine persona and was all glam: Italian shades, red muffler, hair done, easily the best looking woman in the store. But today was "lame and halt" day at Wal-Mart. Never saw so many walkers, handicarts, limpers, blind, etc., so the competition wasn't very stiff. We had a good visit and mediocre coffee.

Arrived at Rasty and Sue's with a Perrett's Pizza, possibly the best in the world, at about 1:00. Rasty who has chewed snoose for 65 years has forgotten he chews and is going through withdrawal as well as Alzheimer's, so he was not exactly with it, and a little bit grumpy. At this point Sue is not telling him he chews. We will see how this turns out. Hope everybody lives.

Sue and I went to see the Mama Llama and baby safe in the barn. They were just returned from the Vet's. Fortunately Rasty's son, Guy, was visiting the other day when they noticed two Pit Bull dogs after the baby llama and the mother frantically trying to fend off the attack. Guy is a pretty good shot. There are two less Pit Bulls on the reservation but the llamas were traumatized and Sue saw some posterior damage on the mama. Rasty who is beyond driving, jumped in the truck and ran it into a barrel in front of the shop where it sat with windshield wipers at full tilt and the radio playing Country Western music. A trip was arranged to the Vet's with the help of Sue's "adopted" Indian daughter, Veronica. (Sue has started to Blog but says she is not ready for prime time yet, so I am shamelessly stealing her material.)

Turns out the Mama Llama's damage was from a birthing gone bad. The Vet(our good Vet) stitched her up and medicated her and she is safely in the nice warm barn. She is producing milk and the prognosis for all is good.

Blogging Wyoming friend Denis has posted on his recent hunting trip with Delores' husband Don and a friend. I have been razzing him a little. From the pictures, I counted at least $150, 000 worth of equipment used to bag one poor Blue Grouse. They have great fun though and razz each other.

Check it out here:

http://nospare.blogspot.com/

Sue and Rasty gave me a bodacious money clip-pen knife, screwdriver, scissors, with an inlaid Indian design on it. Now we will see if I can adapt to this bit of organization.