My nephew Keith (I helped to raise, we're close) he's 50 now
& his 10 year old daughter Sydney
(cute lil' 60# petite/small for her age, a sweet polite lil' girl, very outgoing, like a grandchild)
they were here yesterday, to just take a drive or visit, me & dad & ended up stayed last night,
org. they just came up to visit
it's a couple 3 hrs drive up from the valley
(lil' back story; Keith great father & is a Vice Principle/a disciplinarian at a HS down there,
doing well & he's an animal guy too, dog lover (runs in the family), lost his dog
an Aus./American Shepard 'Rebound' last year...
Now, I think he will get another one again soon, he's really busy right now,
his oldest daughter just turned 21, is going to Sac. State
still living at home & his wife Masha is also/getting her Masters, in Teaching & Music,
she's org. Russian, but from Ukraine, moved here like 22 years ago, they married shortly after
& she became a US citizen)
anyway;
My dog Baron was glued to her/Sydney, she was glued to him the whole time
like 2 peas in a pod, inseparable
she was out back playing & collecting gravel, (just pretty rocks at 1st)
she found a couple pieces of quarts
with what looks like gold in it...
I told her it was "The Motherlode" that got her interest up,
& up here we were known for a lot of gold in the mid 1800-1900s,
she spent most the time picking thru back yard gravel...
My dog Baron was following her everywhere, picking up the gravel
& dropping it in front of her, it was cute, she'd show him ones she found...
(even though I don't like him carrying rocks, I let it slide)
She left with a Ziplock bag of gravel with specks of what looks like gold...
Not pyrite (fools gold), it didn't flake off, it was pretty solid imbedded in the rock...
Baron stared at the door like she was gonna' come back in, sometime soon...
Sort of sad for the guy, misses his new buddy...
I should have taken photos, didn't think of it at the time...