Who let the dogs out?

I didn't realize how long it had been since I last posted! I've decided to curtail my story for the time being (look at me using big words!) to concentrate on more upbeat things. I don't want to give you all the impression that I am sitting around wallowing in my own self pity. That's far from the truth.

So, let's see. You'd like to hear a story about my Thanksgiving, no? Ok, you've twisted my arm.

At Thanksgiving each year, my dad's side of the family have a big get together. I'm talking like 30-40 people. We go down to my great-aunt's house in Mizzippi (I'm not stupid, that's how we say it down here). My cousin has a big place on her land. Basically, just a big building with a pool table, flat screen tvs, tables, a kitchen and a bathroom. Perfect for Thanksgiving. It's a potluck as well, so no one has to do all the cooking.

Anyway, we eat, talk, blah blah blah. Now, my aunt has quite a few acres of land. Next to her land, the neighbors have horses and bulls. Bulls with horns. Long horns. Yeah. My cousin brought her dog with her. Her dog that she had gotten just a few days before from some friends that couldn't care for her. A Siberian Husky. Beautiful, friendly and active dog. You see where this is going, don't you?

After a while the dog ends up going down to the fence that separates us from the bulls. It's a good 130+ yards away. She's sniffing and just checking things out. Then, we couldn't see her for a minute. Then she pops back up. And, then, we realize she has gotten into the neighbors pasture. With the bulls. And the horses. And she's sneaking up to the bulls. My mom and brother and Kaylie were riding around on the golf cart and saw her and tried to get her to come back under the fence. Nope, she was about to have some fun.

So, us being rednecks, several of us drive down or walk down to the fence to watch. This damn dog was running and jumping at the bulls, who were, in turn, trying their best to knock the shit out of her. Then she notices the horses. And, of course, must check them out too. Of course, the horses pay much less attention to her. Basically, just trying to bite her. Then, one horse happened to move his tail. Aww hell, she thinks this is something to grab! She jumps a couple of times to grab the tail and finally the horse has had enough and tries to kick her.

We watched all of this for a good 30 minutes and then my cousin got through the fence and finally got her dog.

Thanksgiving in Mizzippi. Good times.