It was so windy this morning that Cliff and I could hardly stand upright to go for our walk. But we managed.
After Cliff left for work, I asked Sadie if she'd like to visit the cabin; except for walking around it each day on our walk, I haven't been there for months. Sadie, in hyperactive dog talk, answered a resounding "yes!"
Mice had been there, but not as many as in other years. There was still poison left, and the cabin didn't smell "mousy". The floor was littered with Asian Lady Beetles, though. Those bugs remind me of some horror movie. I hate them more than you can imagine. I swept them all outside and shook the rug.
The neighbor's horses got out again this evening; the parents weren't home, and the kids were trying to capture the horses alone. It was impossible. I tried to help for awhile, but I'm having a bad knee day and gave up. Then our renter, Vicki, helped them out; they finally got them back in the pasture.