Four Legged Critters

Hello,

The small dark shape ran past the window. As I was trying to decide if it was a cat or a rabbit, a red fox came charging along behind. Running to the other window allowed me to see only the fox flapping its tail and looking disgustedly under the building next door. Leroy managed to race over there in time to see it too. Then as we watched the fox gave up on this particular prey and moved on. For a brief time it checked out a pile of wood chips before it loped onto the school playground and out of sight.

At 10:00 in the morning the Budweiser Clydesdales were coming to town. For once we were not early and it was a good thing since we beat the horses. Not wanting to waste time, we headed on down to the square to check out the corvettes being displayed by their proud owners. Nice cars but not my style. When I saw three semis coming up the street I knew the horses were here and that was the end of my interest in cars.

The wagon came out of the third truck. It was beautiful and beautifully cared for as guys immediately started to polish the brass features. We could peek in at the eight horses in the other two trucks. As soon as one was unloaded it got a quick brush down, was harnessed, and backed into place. Each horse came out after the previous one was in place so it took almost an hour to get this done. The horses ahead of the opening in the truck had to back up with great stomping noise before they could go forward and get out. These were quite docile animals that were quite used to people watching, talking, taking pictures, and admiring.

It was a beautiful sunny day. We both had on hats and long sleeved shirts. In addition Leroy had on long pants and I put on sun screen. Then by luck there were some steps on the shady side of the Methodist church that were around the corner so we could go there to rest in the coolness, race out to see the progress, take pictures, talk to people, and amble back to get another reprieve.
And there are those who think that life in a small town is dull.

Paula