we didn’t intend to become Large Dog People

but somehow even Sumi has grown to be twice the size of Specky*, our Largest Previous Dog,

as we continued with the creek while on Instagram a MAGAt I follow was busying himself looking for “hateful posts” from the Radical Left to use in the wake of Charlie Kirk’s unfortunate assassination.  I’m sure he was successful [“bad people on both sides”] although unfortunately they would’ve been much more easily located on his side of the divide given that almost

any public utterance from Dear Leader and company [Stephen Miller, anyone?**] would fill the bill. In between filling our water I checked out Charlie, a fascinating and charismatic if obnoxious character. What a life, rife with Belief which he managed to monetize bigtime from a very young age. In the days since, OLD [when he’s not crowing about mowing down the East Wing of the White House] and crew are busily sanctifying him as a Martyr to the Cause/excuse to

further demonize the Dems and all I can say, hey, is that whatever else happens the one thing we know for sure is that Tyler Robinson** is a really good shot with a 30-06.

Meanwhile the water filled well before another rainy end of day and

Friday we pried ourselves away to the Walsenburg Transfer Station before turning

north on 25 for the Bessemer District in Pueblo, Gagliano’s for a huge stash of frozen sausage,

ravioli and stuffed zucchini blossoms, then took Northern Avenue up to Safeway and, another

great discovery of Mu and Bill’s, Sonora’s Carnecería and Taco Shop  for an absolutely fabulous lunch as well as a fine selection of salsas, homemade tortillas and a dozen tamales

for the trip home, which still needed stops at 80/20 and the Vitamin Cottage before we could actually finally get back on 25 which, after passing by several crashes and backups in the northbound lanes through town, became relatively clear sailing all the way down, over to 69 and up

our eight miles of gravel, to get everything unloaded and packed away before the afternoon rains, which drizzled well into the night, began. By the time Sprout came yipping down to taunt the dogs [with MaryAnn in pursuit] the next morning it was clear and bright…but that didn’t last

as while up the creek the first leaves were turning, the late

mushrooms were [wormily it turned out] sprouting and we got so rained out coming down as to

require a fire before sampling Sonora’s pico de gallo and eventually lunch.  It didn’t rain

very much more the rest of the day

but it surely stayed chilly…

 

*Speckle of Deep Hole, Largest Previous Dog, center…

He was a one…

**”“There is an ideology that has steadily been growing in this country which hates everything that is good, righteous and beautiful and celebrates everything that is warped, twisted and depraved…” that would be me, apparently, along with anybody else who remotely disagrees with the MAGA program.  But fear not, because “the power of law enforcement, under President Trump’s leadership, will be used to find you, will be used to take away your money, take away your power, and, if you’ve broken the law, to take away your freedom” – SM. Note that “and’; you don’t have to have broken the law to have your money and power taken away, just be one of those non-patriots who fails to follow OLD’s every whim.

***What the lad’s motives were remain contradictory at this point although it doesn’t seem Radical Left Hate had anything to do with it.