Rain and Reptiles

Lightening, thunder, wind, and RAIN greeted us this morning in the Texas Panhandle.  It has been so dry, the trees are bribing the dogs.  Here in my little town we only average 21.16″ of rain annually.  So far this year, we’ve received seven drops.  Okay, maybe eight.

Technically, we’re in a drought.  We haven’t been this dry since the 1960’s.

Drought Monitor

So every teensy, tiny little drop of rain helps.   Even if it is a couple hundredths of an inch.  My husband is still having to cake the cows, which has nothing to do with chocolate in case you’re wondering.  Usually by this time of the year, they are able to graze, but since it hasn’t rained, the grass hasn’t grown.  Something about that whole cause and effect thing.

Texas: Current 1-Day Observed Precipitation Valid at 5/11/2011 1200 UTC - Created 5/11/11 23:40 UTC

Just so you can feel a tiny bit sorry for me, I’ll tell you how hard it is to go to work while it’s raining  out here at “the Place”.  I gather up my purse, my lunch, my phone, and my coffee cup and hit the door running.  I don’t have a garage.  Nor do I have an umbrella, and even if I did, I wouldn’t have a hand to hold it.  So I must run to the car while the rain comes at me sideways pushed by gusty winds and plops in my coffee.  I also don’t have a paved driveway, I have a dirt one.  Nor do I have an electric gate opener.  So my flipflops become soaked and muddy, and my clothes become wet, and my hair sticks to my head as I get out of the car to open the gate, step in a puddle, get back in the car, step in a puddle, drive through the gate, get back out of the car to close the gate, step in a puddle, get back in the car to head to work. 

But I’m thankful for the rain.  I’m not complaining. Really.  Please don’t mistake this for complaining.  It’s just something new I’ve had to learn since I was used to garages with openers and paved driveways.  Ah, the country life.

Perhaps the rain is what brought a friend into my yard this evening.   He’s from the reptile family, but don’t worry, it’s not a rattlesnake.    You know, the first time I see a rattler in my yard, I’m liable to sieze up and piss myself.  It was only a little turtle.  I took a picture, but it wouldn’t load, so nevertheless you have to take my word for it.

The turtle fellow kinda caught me by surprise, nestled up against the chicken pen.  He’s probably a harmless welfare case out begging for some free chicken scratch or something. 

Actually I have no idea what turtles eat. 

We found a turtle one time a couple of years ago and my niece Ashy tried to feed it some grass and leaves,

but it wasn’t having any part of that. 

I guess it doesn’t matter what he eats, as long as it isn’t chicken, we’ll get along just fine.


  1. Brandi says:

    Hee…Hee…you said “Piss”:-)


  2. Donna H says:

    Well, darlin’ girl, I Do feel sorry for you! However, it looks like you really need the rain … so maybe you could go to work in your jammies, take your clothes with you and get dressed at work! Of course, any neighbors you have may look at you funny next time they see you at the grocery store! (do you even have neighbors???) And you have puddles IN your car too??? Now I really feel sorry for you!! BTW that Ashy is about one adorable young lady!! How I’d love to be able to sit on the ground in that position once more in my life! (ain’t happenin, I can tell ya) Only a few more days and you won’t have to go thru all that mornining stuff …yea for you! Until next time … Donna H.


    1. Angel says:

      Hi Donna, I can’t wait until the pace of summer. No puddles in my car, I must’ve typed something wrong. Just muddy feet. Yes Ashy is a doll, I would have to agree. Those pics were taken about 3 years ago. And my mom always says I need to get in the floor every single day, just so I can get up!! That way when I’m old, it won’t be so tough maybe.


  3. Lenore Diane says:

    “It has been so dry, the trees are bribing the dogs.”
    Best line ever.


    1. Angel says:

      I stole it. I could never be that clever.


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