Ok. I know I said I'd tell the rodent story if you wanted to hear it, but honestly? It's not that exciting of a story.
I mean, so what if Carson and I went out at night... :
armed with flashlights and cameras... :
to find the creature that had been bedding down with the hens at night:
Only, we found nothing but chickens (trying to sleep):
And each other... at the opposite ends of the coop:
And, ok, so we did find eventually find the chicken-coop-squatter. Squatting outside the chicken coop. But it was all very anticlimactic: it was just an itsy bitsy mouse with great big ears. Hardly worth all the drama, right?
That was exciting. (They sure do make chickens different in New Mexico.) And that's all I'm going to say about that.
But here.. this is the incredible thing I really want to talk about...
And, ohmygosh, he was such a star. Not only was he completely relaxed wearing that saddle, he had no problem taking both Carson:
Alan stuck very close and observed everything his buddy was doing:
And then he took a long nap:
He totally deserved it.