They're Baaa-aack!!

Of course the dogs didn't bark when the 'burb came in the driveway...it was THEIR car. So I got caught flat-footed without my camera in hand when they rolled in at 1:30 p.m. Friday.


I had called Carrie earlier in the day:


10:30 a.m.
mom: "Hi! Well, are we in the same time zone yet?"
Carrie: "Heck, we're in the same STATE now! We just got to Madison - figure we're about 3 hours from home. If we don't make any more stops..."
mom: "Wow! I better get some lunch cookin'!"

1:30 p.m. They are climbing out the doors and window, happy to be home!


Chef J - on his way to greet his special friend, Briston.
It's a real love match, Briston thinks Jadyen is pretty special, too!

And there goes Lee, to check on his goats! Than was already hugging his pigs...

We had just made a welcome home sign for the family, including one that said "Collin: your chickens are DYING to see you!!" Not even a half-hour before he got home, one of the hens had died from an egg complication. Kim was in shock - how could they do this to her? She had a perfect record for no animal problems - until then.

Brent: "Where the heck did everyone go??? We still have to unload. Than? Col? Max?...."

They eventually all reappeared, grabbed their gear from the car, had a bite of lunch, and then they all went to bed for a well-deserved nap.

Straight-through trips to Utah and back are only for the young - and rest-less.