In the saddle

Jason is back in Nevada, recovering after his bout in Alaska. Austin’s hanging around the ranch more and more – Con too. Pete and I hang out here mostly, getting on each other’s nerves, but hanging in there. I’ve been taking more walks. Haven’t had to keep an eye on the cameras quite as often lately. I’m learning these woods pretty well by now though. Ran into Mick yesterday – he was out with a horse. Wound up getting me in the saddle. Think I might try that sport again sometime.

Grace

A shooting star. Such a little thing. But it reminds me of the vastness of space, and how much greater is the grace of God. And that is the thought for the day.

Immersed

You’d think I’d be writing more now, after things have been so quiet. But my lack of motivation has gotten me in more ways than one. I’m pretty good at playing solitaire on the computer now. ‘Course, Carter’s been sending me all sorts of fun stuff to investigate.

I hear Katie’s doing well around the office. Heard from Wyatt about that – I think he’s taken with her. Can’t blame the guy. Jason’s been a mess. Turned down by his girl, took off for a case in Alaska. Lucky dog. I’m still stuck back here in this little cabin.

Got its good side though. I liked nature before. Now I’ve been immersed in it and am realizing that when I do go back home some day, it’s going to be harder than I thought.

Hot Pocket

All I have is one question. If we can have all these great computers, all this high-tech equipment, all these cameras… why can’t we have a microwave that works?! All I wanted was my hot pocket! Is that too much to ask?!

Good luck

Crash and burn. Sorry, Hotshot. News travels fast. Especially when Conrad’s involved. No, the camera’s didn’t catch it – good thing, ‘cause I’d want to forget about it too.

Katie’s left the ranch, heading for Nevada. Good luck. We could use some more good agents.

Time moves on

Quiet. Too quiet. The days have grown long. Though happy with a lack of action that indicates the Agency’s lack of interest in the ranch, it has provided some pretty dull days. Correspondence with home base keeps me going. Scott’s been feeding me instructions to help Pete keep things running. Austin’s been a bit on edge. Jason’s been distracted by a whole heap of things from his past to two girls he can’t make his mind up about. Con is the best – steady as a rock. And time moves on.

Dance

Well, what do we have on tv tonight? What? Twelve different views of a ranch yard? Okay, I can handle that. I’ve been handling it for months now. What would be the difference tonight? ‘Course Hotshot is out there enjoying a date to a dance. La tee da. Even Conrad got to go, though I haven’t gotten up enough nerve to tell him there’s no way he deserves to drive a girl as pretty as Katie.

Pete, on the other hand, is here, staring at the screens as well. Oh, wait… he’s trying to fix the computer that I killed today. Yes. I admit it. It was me. Scott, where are you?! Pete doesn’t know what he’s doing!