Road trip with tacky treasures

Tires have created the crisis de jour way too often the past couple of weeks here at Northview. Flat ones that is. Yesterday it was the stock trailer that showed up with one. We need to ship a cow next week, so Alan and I were elected to run up to Fort Plain for a new one, as well as to get some lug nuts and an impact socket for the repair job. Always inclined to combine tasks we stopped off to see my brother and his family for a few minutes as they live just down the road from the tire place. He is going to be working out of state for a while so we needed to check in.
Got to see their new garden pond, which is super nice. Couldn't stay long because we had so many stops to make.

Soon we passed a little garage sale. It was right next to a handsome old cemetery, so we grabbed a picture before we checked out the merchandise.The nicest part about this particular sale is that everything was free!




We wouldn't have even stopped but I saw these from the road, just sitting on the table calling my name.



I love cow figurines, but these are the ugliest I have acquired yet..... in such an appealing way. They are so tacky yet cute (of course I aspire to a pair of pink flamingos for the lawn too).

Then there was the dog. We were driving along one back road when a handsome golden retriever cross ran right out in the road in front of us, rendering movement impossible without hitting it. "Ruby!" Alan proclaimed, sure it was one of our friends' dogs, miles from her home. (I had never seen Ruby so I couldn't argue.) He checked her collar....just a rabies tag. No help there. I wasn't about to let him put a strange dog in the truck, Ruby or no Ruby, so we drove on down to our last stop (once she let us move the truck) and phoned home for our friend's phone number (hooray for cell phones). Of course when we got it no one answered at their farm.

Soooooo, on the way home we stopped there too to report the alleged Ruby sighting. Of course, Ruby was right there in the yard, waiting to bark us up the driveway. I have to admit, I could see why Alan thought the other dog was her though. The resemblance was remarkable. I wonder if they were litter mates. I am sure glad we didn't put dog A in the truck and drive her "home" though. That would have required some heavy duty explanations.






Upon arriving at our own home we found this guy lounging in the driveway.
Talk about solid comfort!
He didn't want to move until we were almost on top of him.

Much as I hate to leave the place and as much work as didn't get done in the garden because I wasn't home to do it, we had a great time. Adventure and excitement every step of the way