Found some other four legged critters while driving up Round Mtn. Road. At first, as I would have assumed in New England, that they had pushed down a fence and were lost. But on those back roads they wander all over the place. There was no one to tell, had that not been the case. Don't think I saw a occupied home out there. Oil wells, oil pipes, horses, cattle and grass lands fill up the winding roads of the foot hills.
When the Rains Come
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