My trip Part 1

Howdy, ya'll! Good to be back. Can't wait to go see what's been happening with all of you this past week!

Well, I crammed so much into one week, that I'm going to have to split it up in to parts for you. (Besides the fact that my desk is piled high with work from last week, and I really don't have time to be doing this anyways!)

The first day, I spent in Houston. My cousin Brian lives there. He works for the airlines, and got me a sweet deal for the tickets.

We had a lot of fun. We are a lot alike, so when we get together, we can cause a lot of trouble!! But that's all right. That's what family is for, right? He's an animal lover. He's got 3 dogs, and they are just precious. They are so spoiled.

We left the next morning for his parents house. They live on a 900 acre ranch. It was just absolutely gorgeous. They took my phone and watch for 2 days, and said I wasn't allowed to look at either one the whole time I was there! At first, I didn't like that idea, but then I got used to it, and it was really nice. Being there just helps you forget every care in the world. It was very relaxing and peaceful. The driveway alone is about 5 miles long! We had lots of good food. All the meat came from animals hunted on the ranch. We had tamales made with antelope meat, axis deer steaks, whitetail deer steaks, wild pig sausage and bacan. It was soooo good. And, of course I consumed at least 10 liters of Dr. Pepper during my week in Texas.

Here's a shocker: I was up by 5:00 every morning!!! CRAZY! Yeah, I don't know what happened to me, the one who hates getting up and loves to sleep in! I would get up and take the four-wheeler out wherever I pleased, and just sit and watch the animals and take pictures and stuff. It was totally awesome having 900 acres and a fourwheeler. Here's some pictures:

(I have lots more pics of the ranch, but blogger is being stupid right now. I will add more as I'm able.)

My last night at the ranch, I was just itching to shoot something. I've shot guns before--shotguns, rifles, pistols, whatever. But, I'd never actually shot at an animal before, and I wanted to. So, there were some really nice 12-point bucks that I had seen, but my cousin said I couldn't shoot one, because we didn't have time to go get it processed and all. So, I had to shoot something small. We went up to one of the blinds and waited. Lots of whitetail, and axis, sykas, jackrabbits came out to eat. Then a group of five little boars came out. The was no momma boar around. Brian told me I could shoot those.

"What!?? Shoot the baby piggies?? No way."

"Yeah, shoot the babies. They grow up to be big, mean, ugly pigs. They eat all the food. They put holes in the fences. They have 10 or 12 babies at a time. They've got to go. You'll be doing us all a favor."

"Okay, fine. I'll shoot one. Give me the gun."

I got the Remington 270 all lined up, and Brian said,

"Hey, see if you can get two pigs lined up, and get them both with one shot."

"Uh, okay. I've never done this before, and you think I can get two my first time? Whatever. I'll try."

I actually got to a point where I had three lined up. I figured, "Hey, I'm bound to hit at least one if I've got 3 lined up in my crosshairs."

I shot.

Two pigs were on their backs squealing and yelping. (Okay, yeah, I didn't have to put that in there. Sorry.)

They finally rolled over and gave up the ghost, and that's when I saw it.

"Uh, Brian?"

"Yeah? Good shot, girlie!"

"Uh, I think I see a third one down."

"NO WAY"

Yep, sure enough. My one shot had killed three pigs! Everyone was so excited. They were telling me I had broken records, and they took a billion pictures, and called me Annie Oakley and stuff. It was great.

Until I went and looked at them close up. Then it was gross. But I won't describe it. I'll just show you a picture!

Cool. Then it was off to San Antonio. Part 2 coming later.