Why wouldn't it be?" That's good," Mom replied. "I don't know. For some reason I wasn't sure."Mom put the pie slices on a couple of plates and brought...them to the table but she didn't set them down."Boy, it's been really hot here today," she said, glancing toward the living room where the sound of the evening news drifted down the hallway toward us. "Do you think you can help me with something before we have our dessert." Sure Mom," I answered, eager to make up for my transgression this. Now a few ranchers hang on and the sawmill is closed and burned. It’s a world apart from the red rock country of Moab. I’m here chasing bears. They're numerous in the spring; coming out in May to feast on early green grass and recover from their long sleep. Utah allows a “chase only” season for hounds men. We are allowed to run and tree the bears with no kill and no weapons. We come for the love of the dogs, to train and prove. Pictures are the trophy. How could this possibly turn into an. He was unshaven and didn’t look like he showered much. I swear, the goon was seven feet tall, but I sprinted right for him anyway. About two-thirds of the way there, I put up my hands and threw my gloves on the ice. Throwing down your gloves on the ice meant that there was going to be a fight and to most hockey players, you have to answer the challenge. I consider it the last bastion of chivalry in modern times. I leapt in the air, tackling the goon who presumably took a shot at us. On his back. When we arrived the party was going pretty good. Alice was drinking and mixing with the guests. She is 5'2" about 140lbs with grey hair. A bit chubby but nice to look at. Her k**s threw the party to get her spirits up because her husband had passed away some 4 years early and she had become some what of a recluse. They thought a big party would help her. I had a few drinks with my cousins while chatting to mamy of the guest. About an hour after my arrival Alice came by and my cousins introduced.