Amanda: Meeker, Day 1

The drive from Vernal was dotted with carcasses on the road–mostly skunks, big and small. They attracted small bands of crows and magpies, snacking between passing vehicles, the sun was bright and the Kenny Reservoir was cool and blue. All of the drive was unusually green. Must have been that downpour that soaked Wyoming on the way out. Even the trial field at Meeker was green.

I had a dull day tidying and doing housework. In the evening, Joni Swanke and Howards cooked us a fabulous steak and lamb supper. Everyone was catching up up on the latest. Mostly dog reports, but sometimes the talk strayed.

The much anticipated trial was something of a let down with fifty percent of the dogs disqualified. Monty among them. We went for a swim at the icy White River, this year, full of water.

I run Howell and Dorey tomorrow, but really we have hardly got to see any dog running so it hasn’t been that interesting.

A swim party for Zola.

Zola and Dahlia