Monday morning...

Well...last night we were taken from our bed ( fresh flannel sheets and comforter wrapped in flannel as well) twice! The first time was about 9 p.m. and Frisco our faithful and brave watchdog put out the alarm. A vehicle went flying by our house ( we are almost a mile from the road). We jumped up threw on the lights and our shoes and loaded up the truck, rifle, cell phone, pen,paper and mega watt flashlight in hand. We drove down to the bottom ( wifey telling hubby...stay calm, don't over react, be safe ) and saw the vehicle lights were already almost to the river. Well, we said lets see were they go...they seemed to be heading towards where they are harvesting grapes on a neighboring farm. We lost sight of the lights and headed home.
We thanked Frisco and went back to bed, discussing who it might have been and how we need to get the gate up and working!
Just when we were settled in and drifting off ... the vehicle! The barking watchdog and then Lights Flashing! All up by the house. We fly outside...Farmer Boy yell"who's there"?...We hear
" State Game Warden, come out to the road". So we go to the vehicle and the State Game Warden proceeds to tell us it was him that went flying through our place. He said he is after some body who is hunting deer at night....a poacher. We talked for a while and Zane came up and I held him as we talked. Frisco was on alert and so were we. The poachers have been illegally hunting deer. The dirty buggers, I hope they are caught soon. They shine their headlights on the deer and the poor deer freeze. The Game Warden suggested we don't give chase when trespassers come on our place as they most likey are hunting and meth heads as well. Great...Farm Living in the Modern Age.