We then headed over to see our other chickies that were being raised by a "foster mom." Ha! Classic Tasmin face. :)We got up early the next morning so the girls could ride my mare, Mari. She was so good. The girls each took a turn riding with me and then riding with Amanda.
An hour or so later, they continued on their way to California. It sure was fun to have them visit.
Our first trip to Utah was a sad one. After 18 years of being my loving companion, it was time for my pretty Rikki kitty to go home. When I was 13 years old, I watched her mother give birth to her on my bed (I thought it was sweet that my kitty loved me and trusted me so much, my mom just thought it was gross and made me clean up the mess). Not knowing whether she was a boy or a girl, I gave her a name that would work for either, Rikki. She has been my faithful loving kitty ever since. After I got married and moved away, I became allergic to her and had to take allergy pills whenever I came home to visit. Of course I had to let her sleep with me! :)
Last year, she was my constant companion through the hardest times of my life. She snuggled with me through my tears as I suffered through the sudden death of my dad and then my only grandma 7 weeks later. She stayed near as I went through my dad's things and comforted me through my sleepless nights.
A few days before Halloween, my sister hit Rikki with her car in her haste to leave for home. I immediately flew to Utah to spend what I thought would be the last days of her 17 1/2 year life.
Three of her ribs and both bones in her arm were snapped in half, and her shoulder blade was shattered into several pieces. Amazingly, she recovered. All of her bones mended. After a few weeks though, her kidneys started to fail so my mom had to then give her fluids through an IV everyday for the rest of her life. At Christmastime her bones felt like rubble under her skin and she walked with a limp, but she was still happy and healthy and I was so thankful to still have her. This spring, she developed a tumor in her face. The vet gave her four weeks at most but she held on for 3 more months. Four weeks after her 18th birthday, Michelle and I went up to Utah to say goodbye. We buried her in the pet cemetery in Ogden near my childhood dog, Brandy girl.
Goodnight sweet Rikki kitty.
So what do you do when you need a pick-me-up? You go camping with the Passey's in Sedona of course!
Yeee Hoooo! Need I say more. :)
My word, where do I start? So many pictures, so little time. Tonight at least. I'll post a few of my favorites and put up a slideshow of the rest.
Bart, Krista and 8 of their 10 (yes, I said ten) kids, 2 sons-in-law, two grandkids and one on the way.
On Friday, everyone but the little ones, and the one with a little one in her belly, jumped off at least one cliff at Grasshopper Point. The next day, we spent most of our time at Slide Rock where everyone had lots of fun. I think everyone slipped and landed on their fanny at least once. :)
Of course the mornings and the evenings and all the in between times were spent laughing and playing and enjoying the kids, and eachother's company.
We really need to do that again.
I have no pictures of the 4th of July because the church we usually go to didn't have fireworks this year. We headed to the church across the street from that one to find that they weren't having a show this year either. We talked to a friend that said there's usually an awesome show in Fountain Hills. We turned the car around and headed for the Beeline Highway. Once we passed the buildings and neighborhoods and could see the landscape stretching before us to the north, it was obvious that a huge monsoon was heading in from that direction. So... we went to a movie.
In early July we went to Indio, California with the Eaves'. A short trip of only 4 days but what a relaxing 4 days they were. Rick and Douger went golfing, Terina and I spent our time reading and driving aimlessly around "Little Mexico" looking for a grocery store (ha!) and the kids spent 4 straight days in the water. Our resort was awesome. We stayed in the 2800 square foot Presidential suite with 2 master bedrooms, Master showers you could fit an elephant in and, much to the kids delight, our own hottub out on the balcony.
Michelle, Bailey and Trenton luring ducks with Cheerios