Easter Weekend at the Kendallaise Ranch

So this weekend, I went out to Uncle Richard’s and Aunt Liz’s. Brother Jingles and I were both so shocked to see Mom packing OUR stuff, too. Normally she just leaves us (sniff, sniff). But we didn’t want to look a gift horse in the mouth and hauled buns out to the car. I didn’t even make my normal “I’m going to run off before getting into the car” jaunt. I was a good boy!

We made the long drive out to Boerne. As soon as my little feet hit the ground, I was off running. There was wide open space EVERYWHERE. I ran and ran and ran and ran.  Now some of you are probably thinking, “How can he run with his crooked little back and messed up legs?” I don’t know how I did it, but I ran like a banshee and sniff sniff sniffed everything there was to be sniffed. There were goats and donkeys and horses and llamas and alpacas (but more about that later). I typically tried to stay in sight of Mom, Cousin Sarah, or Grandmomma. Otherwise they’d call me. I’d have to be the obedient son and run back. Dad gum it felt good to run.

Well at one point, all of the family moved to the deck by the barn. I learned that if I went down the ramp, I could go under the barn. And if I went under the barn, I would end up by the fence to the pasture. I could then sneak out into the pasture to check out the big animals. Mom kept coming to get me, which wasn’t much fun. But I kept trying!

Finally she decided to just let me run. I got all the way to the new barn out in the pasture and some big creature came out to sniff me. It’d sniff then go bucking off. It was kind of funny to watch. Then another one came after me. Then an even larger set of similar looking ones. (Mom called them llamas and alpacas.) By this time, I had made it to the creek. Cousin Sarah had come out after me since all the four legged giants seemed to be stalking me. Mom was too busy trying to get her big camera out. Suddenly I looked up and I was surrounded. I couldn’t see anything but furry legs! I freaked. Cousin Sarah called me and I came streaking out of the circle to safety around her legs! Brother Jingles came out to check on me. He almost got kicked by a donkey and high-tailed it back under the fence. I’m beginning to think he’s a lot smarter than I give him credit for… Aunt Liz said that the llamas and alpacas normally run off dogs, but they probably couldn’t figure out what I was and if I was even dangerous for all that matters. Regardless it was kind of scary…

No matter how tired I was, I kept running and running and running – all weekend. I had a blast. I sure was hurting when I got home though. What an awesome way to spend Easter weekend!