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So, we (the parental units, Jen, Jer, Julia & me) are on vacation after attending a family reunion in Nebraska with Mom's side. We went from northcentral Nebraska, where the reunion was, to Rapid City, South Dakota. Yesterday we drove over yonder to Wall & then meandered through the Badlands. Gotta say, didn't see anything bad - it was absolutely gorgeous! Wouldn't want to go through that area with a covered wagon but - Wow!
I've seen more sunflowers up here than I've ever seen in Kansas, the so-called Sunflower State...
This land ain't bad at all...
This land - not bad per se, just wouldn't be a happy thing to try to get over on foot...~~~~~
On the way here, we took a little detour to see where the Massacre of Wounded Knee took place. We were getting back on the road through the reservation when we had an incident. A young dog (a really cute & sweet pup) was in the road, Dad slowed down but the dog tried to run right in front of the van. Dog versus van - guess who won... We pulled over, the pup had gotten himself to the shoulder of the road, but he must've broken his hip. A couple little kids who were playing across the road came over to see what was going on. One little girl made herself to home in the van's side door I had left open when I got out to check on the dog. (We half expected her to climb on in!) The little boy had an interestingly phrased question - "Didja bash into him or run him over?" We've gotten to laughing over that several times since. Anyway, I asked several of the folks hanging around if they knew who the dog belonged to, nobody was any help. One fella finally came over, took the dog & said he belonged to his cousin. I had been on the verge of begging Dad to take him home with us. (Don't think it would've worked anyway) We felt terrible about the poor little guy, but hopefully now he'll figure out to stay outta the road.
2 comments:
Nice pictures, Whiskers.
Whiskers? Ya lost me there, bub.
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