It doesn't always go as planned.
Saturday morning I headed out to my Mom's to feed the horses. As I was walking around I kept hearing the sound of running water, but couldn't figure out why. That's when I discovered this:
|Insert bad words here.|
|My heroes and neighbors - Shawn, Roger, Wally and Tristan|
The first step was getting rid of the tree.
|I held my breath here.|
|I also found out this weekend I have a phobia to water filled holes in the ground.|
|This had to happen - when you are dealing with this much water, a gusher has to occur.|
|In which we discover the root of the problem, or at least part of the cause.|
Sunday morning was beautiful...
|The tank in the horse corral.|
Today I'm tank shopping - not as cool as it sounds. We are estimating it will take us a couple of days to get this completed. I saw very little of my pups this weekend, but spent a lot of time with my Mom's chihuahua...
|It's a dog blog - here's a dog...|
Wish us luck!