Tuesday Valley of the Sun Giant Schnauzer Rescue was contacted by two different people who had giants that needed to be placed. One was from a very nice rescue here in the Phoenix area whose vet had talked a lady out of taking her young giant to the Animal Care and Control and had gotten him to a no-kill rescue. This rescue realized that he needed to be with a breed rescue. He seems as though he will eventually be a nice dog but needs LOTS of socialization and training. Right now he is as wild as a mustang who has just been lassoed after running with a wild herd of horses and who needs some firm and gentle training and will then be ready to make someone a great companion.
Meet Tyrus.......
While wonderful husband went to pick up Tyrus, a friend and I went to Wickieup, Arizona to meet and pick up Sophie Rae whose very nice parents had lost their jobs and their home and needed a rescue for their baby. They had tried to place her but it had fallen through. They called the local mini schnauzer rescue who in turn, called us. Ms. Sophie is an older giant who needs some grooming and an adjustment period to take in all that has happened to her so quickly. But I think she will make someone a wonderful pet. She rode down in the backseat with an eighteen month old baby that she adores.
Meet Sophie Mae........
On the way back to the Valley, we had passed a sign that said "Pick Your Own Organic Apples" and since it was a nice day and fairly cool, a side trip seemed to be in order. When we reached the turn off, a wide dirt road opened before us. It looked to be better than many of the roads around here that we travel, so we felt comfortable exploring.
There were Joshua trees all around with their interesting shapes and shadows against the sky.
We traveled several miles up this road and every mile kept telling us that Date Creek Ranch was further up the road. Finally, we reached the entrance to the ranch and this sign was posted to the side of the road next to the cattle grate.
On the other side of the road were the cows and calves in one pasture and the bull calling to them in the next pasture. The cows just kind of ignored him, causing him to wail louder. All to no avail.
And the bull calling to no avail..........
After passing a tractor and a big pick up on the narrow road further up, we finally reached the orchards. The ancient scale was there waiting for us to return with our apples, and off we went and picked twenty pounds. We lugged them back across the orchard, weighed them, recorded the weight and put the money in the cash register. After giving the dogs a potty break and water, we headed out to the highway again.
It was a beautiful side trip and a chance to see another part of this beautiful state.