A fawn, a fiddle, and an old ....

The Husband captured a pic of this little cutie right outside the back fence today. Luckily the dogs were not paying attention. There's yet another really good reason for that fence. You are safer out there, little one, than you would be inside the fence with the killer Cyrus! Don't let your mama give you any ideas about jumping over.

Saturday evening was another great jam session in the R&T garage (I know, it's awfully pretty for a garage.) Miss Rachel, the fiddler, took some time off from her real job as a doctor in Boston to come back and play some tunes in Coop!

And then there's that Woody sleeping on his best dog bed ever. The old man is doing very well, almost 4 months into his predicted 6 months to live. It's hot and sticky up here the last couple of days, so he, and the rest of us, aren't quite as energetic as we should be. Trust me though, he is still up to his normal craziness and not showing any signs of slowing down.