This is as close to live-blogging as we get here at The Outpost.
We did manage to get out for a walk. Here's a shot of a corner of the backyard:

The picture doesn't do justice to how neat everything looks around here. We headed off through the woods and wound our way down towards the river. Near the duck pond, we came across this:

Judging from the bone size, I'd say it's the remains of a fawn. I don't know how this one died, but it provided a tasty meal for a fox or eagle. (What's the veal equivalent for venison?)
By the time we came across this carcass, the boys were whining to go back home. Fine. I wasn't feeling so well myself after watching Hoocher graze his way through Nature's Fecal Buffet Line. I am feeling better now, however, because we have reached my favorite part of the day: Mandatory Nap Time. The Senator is trying to filibuster, but within the next ten minutes, both boys will be tucked under their covers. I have threatened to feed the remaining Christmas cookies to the dog if I hear any feet hitting the floor.
The dog is hopeful. Christmas cookies beat deer poop hands down.
Posted by Cathy at December 29, 2004 02:45 PMI have to agree with Hoocher; Christmas cookies definitely beat deer poop.
Posted by: aelfheld at December 29, 2004 03:10 PM