Bugs and More = Graphic Photo, so Warning!

This morning, I had to take Abby back to Dr. Tom for xrays.  She has become Un-Housebroken lately, and we are checking to see if there are physical reasons why. 

On  our road, just up from our drive, was this: 

It was a full grown possum, killed early this morning, because the blood was still wet in the road.  It actually was killed on the other side, and lifted by the buzzards. 

WARNING  - NEXT PICTURE IS GRAPHIC

That was all that was left of it at 4 PM, when I brought Abby home from her vet visit. 

God's Cleanup Crew, the black headed buzzard, does a great job at keeping our roads clean, and that's why I am telling you about this.  My immediate thought this morning was... "Oh, I need to walk down there and shovel that into the pasture so the road will be clean for the farm tour".  I didn't need to, there won't be anything left by tomorrow. 

Here comes Miss Rotunda, and I am so very happy to announce that she did not have any bladder stones.  Her failure to go outside for the bathroom appears to be behavioral, so as well as the diet, we are working on that.  I was so happy I couldn't wait to get her home.  The words "bladder stones" strike fear into my heart. 

These bugs, that I showed you last night, are "milkweed bugs".  They suck the sap out of the seed pods... so I am going to harvest some seeds before they are all gone.  They are harmless, otherwise, and quite colorful! 

Thanks, Jill! 

And, more good news! 

The Donald is back up on his feet and walking fine.  I am very glad about this, too... so pardon this picture from the derriere side. 

I topped all the waterers off tonight... as we are expecting  storms tomorrow.  We had a thunder and lightening thunderstorm this morning, but it moved out and the weather grew hot and fine. 

Now it is windy out, and tomorrow, we are supposed to plunge from 80's to 60's. 

Oscar's tree against the beautiful October skies. 

Yes, clouds are gathering again. 

Big and Little. 

No, we are not going to have a daily picture of Mr. T.  It just cracked me up, though, that he was laying there facing the hole to the outside, waiting for an unwary mouse to run in.  He's been in the same place the last three days, so the hunting must be good.  

My guess is, if we do go down into the 50's and 60's as is forecast, the snakes are going to go to bed early. 

And tonight, I got this in the mail from the Vet Students at Kansas State University. 

A remembrance of our little brown Kody Moses. 

How I miss him. 

I pray that they were as kind to him as they described him as loving to them. 

He was our good little boy. 

Sleeping in the sun in July.