ADJUSTING TO MOUNTAIN LIFE
Updated: Apr 17, 2019
OUR FIRST NIGHT SLEEPING IN THE CABIN
We, the fur kids and I, spent our first night in the cabin last night. Well, there's going to be an adjustment period. All day long I was enamored by the pristine beauty of the place I get to call home. I took a trip to the local grocery to grab a few provisions and when I returned home there was a flock of wild turkeys in the front yard. Brixie really wanted to eat them. That's a hard no little doggy. Aside from all her barking they sure were a sight to see.
Then the sunset. And it got dark. The kind of dark that just doesn't exist in the city. Pitch black. And I had to take the dogs out for their bedtime walk, by myself, in the dark. Where quite literally anything could be lurking. The bears are still hibernating for now, so I knew they weren't lumbering in the dark, that will be a different story in a few weeks though. But for now, I know that anything from coyotes to cougars could be around any corner. It was unnerving, to say the least, and the pistol strapped to my side was of very little comfort in the near absolute black.
Anything outside the narrow beam of my cell phone light was subject (city girl mistake, I never thought to pack a flashlight. Looks like I'll be buying one today.) We stayed very close to the cabin on our evening walk. Besides, with a cell phone in one hand, two large dogs in the other, the actual likelihood of actually getting that gun out of the holster is slim, much less firing it. In all honesty, I think I've only ever fired it once, on the shooting range. But, knowing I have it is a small comfort.
Then came bedtime. With all the lights off inside the cabin, the rooms are absolute black just like the outdoors. Again, not something you ever experience in the city. And then there was the quite. Quiet that makes your ears ring. I instantly turned on the TV. Looks like I'll be sleeping with that thing on for a while. But at some point, the TV went into sleep mode, and for a while, we slept. And then, it wasn't quite anymore.
At some point in the night, a predator prowled around our cabin. No idea what, but our closest neighbors, the little miniature donkeys set to braying in the wee hours of the morning. The wild turkey's who had bedded down in the woods behind the cabin set to gobbling and Brixie, well she set to barking. She barked or whined at every single noise and none of us got any sleep from then on.
I've trained Tyson never to bark unless danger is imminent, so now it looks like I'm going to have to work on Brixie. Both our dogs are rescues, Tyson is mine, Brixie belongs to D and so I never spent a lot of time working with her. But now, being on my own with her, she's going to need to learn to be a little more laid back! More on that latter...
In the meantime, I'm typing with a large cup of coffee in my hand and a beautiful view out my window. Here's hoping we all get a better nights sleep tonight.
Until Next Time,