You know you live in Wyoming when….


you have a cattle run practically in your front yard.   :)   Yep.  Here it is:

In the park across the street from my house.

In the park across the street from my house.

At the corner

At the corner

Corner again

Corner again

All I can say is, stoopid tree.

All I can say is, stoopid tree.

 

Behind my house.

Behind my house.

Leaving town. Obviously don't know how to read stop signs either!

Leaving town. Obviously don't know how to read stop signs either!.

Sorry for the big branch in the last one.  It is huge, fell down in the last big wind, my brother is gonna hack it up for me in time for “Town Cleanup” day, which is in May.

I kept hearing a horn honk a while ago, I finally got up to look, thinking, “Is that in front of my house?”  The above pictures are what greeted me when I looked out.  :)

Reminds me of when I first moved here.  I was staying at my sister’s and one morning I looked out her window and yelled at her, “Sis, there are a bunch of cows in your yard!”  She didn’t believe me until she came to look.  We went out to see what was going on.  Some cows, yearlings, had been spooked and jumped a fence.  They belonged down the road about two miles.  Some guys, on 4-wheelers were on the road, in pastures, trying to round them up.  I will never forget a lady, who was providing her dogs for capturing the wayward cattle, the lady had quite a reputation up here for her dogs, and her yelling at ME to stand in the middle of the road to block them.  I just about croaked.  “Me”, I said???? In amazement.  LOL  Yeah, right.  I ran in the house.  I know that yearlings spook easier than older cows, even a city girl like me knew that, and if they had spooked once, there was NO WAY in hell I was gonna stand in front of those cows again.  My sister was a bit more game than I was.  She tried, for a few minutes. :)

Below is a short video, how come my camera batteries always run out at the WRONG time?

Ok, now I gotta go to bed!

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