The Rope

We (Andrew) put up the rope across the pond today, a final step in getting settled for the next couple of weeks. The girls use the rope to pull the floating dock across the pond, Moana-like, usually singing the song from Moana where the villagers are sailing. Of course, faced with the large coil of water-ravaged rope we'd stored in a trash bag since last year, we had no recollection of how we'd set it up before--which end went to which tree, did it somehow connect to the dock, etc. I scoured my pictures from last year, but there was no useful info. We did ultimately figure it out, and I took a bunch of specific pictures of the setup, for next year's sake.

Today in wildlife: The girls saw a small turtle in the pond. Andrew had a couple of ticks on his legs.

We also went to Walmart today for some provisions, and the exotic pet store for Nutmeg's hay. We sat around the fire at night, but it was too windy to stay out for long. 

Farrah is uneasy here. When we're outside, especially at dusk, she sits and stares intensely out at the pond and road, occasionally growling or barking even though nothing is there. NOTHING WE CAN SEE. She is always so very happy when we finally go inside.