On Saturday The Husband and I went to the Yellow River Game Ranch! I worked at the Game Ranch when I was in high school so I was really excited about going back! Also, I had a score to settle, I’ll tell ya about that in a minute.
The Husband and I love animals~
All kinds of animals~
We fed them graham crackers, not s’mores Gitz, just the crackers!
When I worked here 30 years ago, my boss, the man that owned the Yellow River Game Ranch was Mr.Rillings. He was retired Navy or Army or something. Mr. Rillings loved me. He let me do all sorts of fun things like cut raw meat from a freshly deceased Bison. (Until I lost my lunch, then he called me a pet name, ‘you sissy’ and told me to go clean the barn.) Other fun things he let me do on a regular basis: clean out the pig pens, and shovel out the donkey’s stalls. Nobody’s ever liked me quite as much as Mr. Rillings.
Now, Mr. Rillings was ancient when I worked for him, like 70 years old maybe. So I assumed his daughter had taken over the Game Ranch by now. When we were paying to get in I asked the lady this question,”Is Mr. Rillings still alive?” She looked horrified.
Turns out Mr. Rillings is very much alive! He still runs the Game Ranch. Turns out, Mr. Rillings is now 80 years old. The Husband did a little math and pointed out that when I worked for the Ancient Mr. Rillings he was the exact age that The Husband is right now! All I could say was “Dude”!
Back to the trail…these two little mobsters followed us around the entire trail!
They were extorting nibbles!
Okay, now about the score I came to settle.
I came back to the Yellow River Game Ranch to find a squirrel…not just any squirrel, I wanted one directly related to the sucker that bit clean through my thumb 30 years ago when I worked here.
After the squirrel attack, I had to have my entire thumb nail removed. Do you have any idea how painful having no thumb-nail is? Do you have any idea how long it takes a thumb-nail to grow back? Well, it’a about as long as it takes to grow a human being to full term. Understand, I couldn’t wear nail polish for 9 months!
Now, I’ve been aiming at squirrels with my car ever since. (I’ve never hit one, I’m a terrible aim!) You can see why it was time to find that distant squirrel relative. Someone had to pay. So I looked…
This wasn’t him…look at the adorable way he munches that cracker.
I was pretty sure this one wasn’t either, he was polite, covering his mouth when he sneezed.
And this one, well this one was one sweet little rodent, couldn’t be her…
Then … I saw this dirty rotten… My heart stopped because, I’m pretty sure this was The One. Just check out that killer mouth.
Now, I could finally have my revenge…
Suddenly…along came these little fellows…
all I could think of was:
“Christmas is coming and the geese are getting fat~(sing with me) won’t you please put a penny in the old
man’s hat…” Just like that, I calmed down. I felt love toward all man and animal kind. I even felt goodwill
towards my brother squirrel…
keep his thumb nail~
Here I am contemplating how much I’ve grown~
And as promised, I’ve started decorating. This is what I have up thus far 3 trees with lights, 2 wreaths, and the mantle garland. All the Christmas paraphernalia has been carelessly carefully hurled down from the attic (by The Husband) and the house looks like the giant Christmas Fairy threw up everywhere. Not pretty, so don’t be discouraged when you see these pictures! All day today, I have Christmas movies playing and I’m a busy little elf!
This is my house thus far…
and these are some of the lights from this weekend! Be warned, you may get the overwhelming desire to get your Christmas on! 🙂