Ok, here is a story I made up a while ago while having Porch Capades one weekend with Monica. I hope you enjoy it. Now remember I am not a writer so this might just be one long sentence. SO NO COMMENTS ABOUT GRAMMER, PUNCTUATION Etc. Please.


Joshua's Way by Alisa Morse

      As I stand there, I realize I am holding my breath. I can see him looking at me, his head is down but his eyes are on me. He's just watching, waiting. Slowly I exhale and try to remember how fast he is. I plant my back foot ready to run. About that time he decides he has seen enough, and bolts.
"Oh for the love of Pete, I swear, if you don't get in the trailer I'll be having hamburgers later. Why do we have to go through this every stinkin time!!!!
I hear someone coming through the gate and look over and see Beth as she is closing the gate, and heading my way. She is grinning ear to ear.
"Joshua giving you a hard time again?"
Were standing in a fenced arena just off of a small, 6 stall barn. My truck, with a tiny livestock trailer attached is in the arena ready and waiting to take Joshua back home. I have been taking care of him for a little over 6 weeks. His owner has been out of town.
I walk over and plop down on the back of the trailer, Beth joins me as I am pulling my cap off and wiping my face with the bottom of my shirt
"Yes, stupid bull. We go through this every time. I really think he is just playing with me. I swear I can hear him laughing. I think these miniatures are more stubborn than the big ones."
She sit down with me "Why don't you just go ahead and give it to him? You know that's all it will take." She says matter of fact.
"And let him win? I don't think so. I should be able to rein supreme over a dumb animal." I say frustrated.
Beth is still grinning, "You sure he's dumb? He always wins in the end. Not once, have you been able to get him in the trailer without giving it to him."
I know I have once again been defeated.
"Oh, alright, you hear that Joshua, YOU WIN AGAIN!!!! I have it in the back of the truck."
Beth starts for the back of the truck. "Which one is for him?"
"His is the cheap no name tallboy."
I can hear her laughing as she rummages through the ice chest looking for Joshua's cold brew. "Here ya go." she tosses me the beer.
I pop the top as I walk into the trailer, I can hear him coming, as fast as his short little legs can carry him. He gets to the back of the trailer, leaps in and knocks me down. They can weigh 700-1000 pounds or better.
"Get off me you big lug. Here, have at it and get off my foot"
As I pour the cold beer into his water bucket he is as happy as he can be.
Beth is trying hard no to laugh out loud. "You know he is going to belch and fart for two days now. "
"Yeah, well at least he wont be here doing it. And anyway Gladys wont care, she'll just be glad he's home.
I hope she's home for a while now. No more trips planned anytime soon. Lil ol Joshua wears me out sometimes. I'm not sure he knows he's a bull.
You wanna ride over with me?"
Sure, I just stopped in to see if you were going to need some help with the dogs over at Sam's.
I am a pet sitter of sorts. Some domestic animals, but mostly it's large animals. As it is, quite a few of the large animals are more pets than livestock. Take Joshua for instance. He is a miniature Hereford bull. His owner,Gladys, is my neighbor. She use to show him but now just breeds him. He won so many shows that he's considered one of the best in the country. Miniature cattle are becoming more and more popular, especially with the GREEN conscious. They take up less pasture, eat less, make less of a mess. The have less of an impact on the environment than full size cattle. There meat is said to be more tender because they don't have to develop as much muscle because of there size. And if steak is your thing, steak from a mini is smaller, and closer to the serving size we should be eating.
I am considering raising them myself as beef cattle. Joshua is not helping the cause for his kind.
As we start to climb in the truck, we hear the loudest, longest fart either one of us has ever heard. We both bust out laughing. "And it begins"

Well, this weekend was not a porch capade weekend with Easter and all. So I am looking forward to this weekend.

This morning I went and checked out all of my container garden and all looks good. Our little Mitsy (Mini Dachshund) killed a snake this morning. I was looking at my zucchini plants and out of the corner of my eye I see her shaking something viciously. I go over and she has a snake (I hate snakes, they creep me out). It was mostly dead by the time I got over to her. So I got it away from her and put it out of its misery. The only thing is, I always heard where there is one snake there are others. Oh Joy!!!

I will try and post some pictures of my kids (dogs) so you will know who I am talikng about, here in a few days. As soon as I figure out how. 

A~

First off I don't know the anything about blogging. I just wanted a place to put down moments I want to remember and don't mind sharing. We spend allot of time on our back porch having what we like to call "Porch Capades". We talk, laugh, cut up, cook, have a few cocktails and generally just enjoy being outside. Out on that back porch we (Monica and I) have solved problems of the world, invented things, told some off color jokes, made up stories and dream of what "If's".  So if I can get the hang of this I am going to try and write some of it down. It probably wont interest anyone but me, OH WELL. I will try and write down recipes that were a success and let you know about the flops. Some of the stories might even make it here, who knows. Lets just see what happens and evolves.