mineral blocks and crittersPosted: August 9, 2012
The corral stands empty… and as I sit in the quiet dusk outside the tac room, the scent of leather, and horses all about me, my two little cowgirls in their boots and cowboy hats search for horse shoes or pretty rocks and other priceless treasures.
Out of the corner of my eye I see movement near the mineral block. “Go catch that critter”, I tell them. They stand up straight, as tall as a cowgirl can be at six or eight years of age. Then it’s clump clump clump as they hightail it for the mineral block. Probably a marmot ( rock chuck ) I think, or an ermine. My eyes widen and I freeze. Holy crap, that’s a badger.
This is Blackjack with Megan. He’s the hero or villan of tomorrow’s story.