The vacant house next door

I have a theory.  Do not tell this to people as a fact, because it is all in my mind.  

The monstrosity next door has been a busy place.  Since the day before Thanksgiving, vehicles have come and gone on a daily basis.  Sometimes there were as many as six vehicles there at once.  The local electrician was there, and other service-type vans were seen.  We assumed someone had bought it, and indeed, the local grapevine let me know it was a possibility, although not a "done deal".

Every day at least two cars would show up, and people would enter the house.  Thursday was no exception:  Two pickups pulled up, and a man got out of each pickup.  They stood in front of one of the pickups and talked for at least an hour.  Then they left.  
Today being Saturday, I expected to see a lot of vehicles and people at the place, but nobody showed up.  Nobody.  On a weekend.  
Cliff says I have been watching C.S.I. too much, but here is my theory:  I think the people who have spent so much time there may have asked the bank that owns the property for some time to properly inspect the place.  I think that the two guys that met there Thursday were the prospective buyer and the banker.  I think they were talking about the price, and I think they could not come to an agreement.  
As I said at the beginning, this is all guesswork on my part.  It isn't fact.  I will let you know how it turns out.

cows and cats

I took this picture today from my back porch.  I posted it on Facebook, saying something about my "eight head of cattle".  And no, the herefords are not dead, just very relaxed.  Crystal, my newest addition, is in the background near Jody. 

Remley decided to have his usual fun with my picture:

Donna learned the hard way that when dumb city folk say they have six head of cattle for sale that's exactly what they mean.

A friend recently gave us a nice hay feeder, just the right size for George and Gracie.  They have been making use of it for a week or more.  When they are not eating out of it, someone else is using it to their advantage.

Those cats have not caught a single mouse since I had them neutered.  Mama Kitty caught a couple of sparrows a while back, but turned them loose alive.  This is how they spend their time now... laying on hay, and eating.  They have all fattened up considerably.  What a waste of money.  They show absolutely no appreciation for anything, they just give me and Cliff pompous looks as we pass by.