The dog is doing well. In my constant state of paranoia (PULLED STITCHES! OTHER BAD THINGS THAT I CAN’T THINK OF RIGHT NOW!) I haven’t left her alone for more than twenty minutes since the surgery. This has been completely unnecessary. She is fine and does not remotely seem to care that part of her jaw is gone.

It is a rainy, craptastic sort of day outside. Being housebound with the dog + crap weather = let’s look at fun pictures! From back when I still had a life! Lol. When have I ever had a life.

Anyway.

Hideous. Why would anyone want to live here.

Actually, those pictures were taken in the area where Buffalo Bill had his big ranch. The ranch is still there but I didn’t take pictures, as it’s still in operation. I didn’t want to take pictures of somebody’s house. That seemed weird. But one, maybe more, of the original buildings still stand.

If you keep driving along this road you eventually run into mountains. And hiking trails that go off into the mountains with big grizzly bear warning signs posted everywhere.

(As a side note, I would love to live back here. There is land for sale. Big chunks that would run a ho over a million bucks. I really need to buy lottery tickets.)

That water is mountain runoff and very clean. Also very cold. I was not dumb enough to stick my hand in it, but the husband did. V.v. cold.

More elk on the drive back out.

I need to get hopping on that whole lottery ticket thing. When my rich uncle dies he sure as hell isn’t going to leave me any money.

See you later!

3 thoughts on “Mountains and Elk”

    1. I don’t know if I have the testicular fortitude to hike with grizzly signs posted everywhere either. I think maybe I’ll stick to lower ground.

  1. Glad Scout is doing well. The scenery in your pictures is gorgeous, but the grizzly bear warning signs would certainly detour me from hiking.

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