My wife drove off later for the grocery store. On her way out, a black dog (of course!) was gnawing on it. When she returned, the head was gone. There’s a thing about skulls and such in this part of the world, so I hope it doesn’t come back or end up wired to the branches of a tree beside someone’s front door.
As you can see, it’s not the dead of winter yet. Sunny and dry, above average temps. There’s only a little mud, too, so that’s all right. Naturally it’s also getting darker all the time, but that’s how we like it out here in the terrible high desert when the icy cold begins to blow. [...]