Tom just fed the Longhorns, but Mesquite Joe is denying it.
He wants some extra Super Bowl treats.Meanwhile……the Colts are running wild.
Feed Me !!!!!
John Deer and Jane Doe
We have not seen any deer for awhile now. We really loved seeing them. 
After a ray of sunshine yesterday, it’s kind of a cloudy day today. This is a pencil sketch of a Whitetail Buck that I am working on……Thanks to Leicaman for photographing my art and for the pre- game appetizers
Have a great Super Bowl Sunday!
Peyton’s Pets
Ain't I Cute
Check out those teeth, or tusks, I guess you call them. Glad he’s made of plastic, not only because of the cost of dental care, but also he looks like he might bite! Of-course he is not a pet, he is an action figure. I don’t even know his name. I asked Peyton what it is….”Is that going on your blog?” Yes, I said, but what is it’s name. He wouldn’t tell me, but I bet if you google GROTESQUE you might find it. I just wonder if I get to keep this cuddly guy when Peyton goes to college. 
I just dusted and rearranged the collection. It would be cool if someday they are worth as much as my collection beanie babies!!!!!
The Whole Gang
Trip To Laredo
Say good morning (or good afternoon) to Christopher in Chicago. Listen to one of his favorites Band Of Horses. I love that name and the music……Remembering the streets of Laredo
Here is the link
Bananas Foster
We had bananas Foster on our honeymoon and used to make it when we lived in San Antonio. Here is the link for the original recipe! Looks good, right!
No Pets…….No Smoking……..
“I think you should buy a different kind of cat food because there is always vomit whenever I go upstairs” Peyton advised as we were in the pet food isle of the grocery store yesterday. I have been meaning to warn him about that. It is especially yucky at night when you get in bed. I asked him what kind of dog he would like to own when he had his own place. “Well if I had to have a dog, it would be one that is the least amount of trouble.” he answered.He has video games where there are horses involved, but he has not been on a real live horse since he was about six. He always asks me if I need any help with the outside pets and is very sweet to all of the animals. He can sleep through a screeching parrot, a crowing rooster, horses whinnying and ear piercing barks from a Pomeranian. If he has a loud college room mate, it should be no problem. He will always have a home free of pet fur and and a life free of vet bills. My Mom always says that her three children don’t smoke because she always has and we should thank her……Thanks Mom and you are welcome, Peyton!
Run, Eat, Sleep and Play
The horses were running in the front pasture as we drove up to the house on Christmas Eve. “Who is that horse?” Christopher asked. “The dark one, she is really pretty” In a field of mostly chubby, fuzzy ponies, he noticed the tall, sleek beauty with big brown eyes that has been here for eight years. If you really looked close you would see perfect hooves that hardly needed professional trimming. Watching her trotting around in the round pen on Sunday, I thought of what a splash she would have made in the show ring. With hours and hours of jogging around the arena with her head tied down below her knees, she could have made a Western Pleasure or Hunter under Saddle Champion. She could have been kept in a stall to keep her mane and tail in perfect condition and fed high protein supplements to add gloss to her mahogany coat. If you saw her floating through the fields, jumping and frolicking you would picture her in a roping arena, showing some calves who is boss. Somehow I can’t picture her ever harming any living creature. I imagine that she would tell a pesky fly to just please leave before I have to swat you, Buddy…..There are no trophy buckles or saddles to remember her grace and sweetness, just a vision in my mind of a perfect life where a horse can be a horse.
Supersize Me
Sunday morning Tom fixed pancakes and scrambled eggs for our great nieces Anna and Avery. They were both stuffed and Anna said.”I won’t be able to eat lunch.”After a few hours of playing in the barn and riding the ponies, she changed her mind. The temperature was around 32 all day and were all running around working up an appetite.We had a few hours of taxi driving for Peyton’s friends before we had an opportunity to go on a fast food frenzy. As we drove from one end of San Antonio to the other,dropping off kids one by one, we passed Dairy Queen, Jack in the Box, Wendy’s,Whataburger, Church’s Fried Chicken, Fred’s Fish Fry, 6 McDonald’s and a million taco stands, including a new one named Sir Vesa’s….. Anna wanted bean and cheese burritos and Avery wanted a cheeseburger with tater tots. They both wanted slushies. Just hold your drink out the window, I told them. Violå!!!! Instant slush! Sonic was our first stop for their slushies and Avery’s cheeseburger & tots. Next stop was Taco Cabaña. We cracked up laughing because they gave us two spoons with the burritos. They are great for launching re-fried beans if you want to have a food fight, I told them. “Great” Anna said. She couldn’t wait to try this with her little brother Max. I dropped them off pretty quick after that. LaLaLa LaBomba! Sorry, Mama Ashley!
Want to hear something REALLY Scary?
Our niece Ashley has her house in San Antonio on the market and is busy with the packing and cleaning that goes along with that.She has three children and is trying to keep everything perfect for potential buyers.We thought it would be fun for her daughters Anna (10) and Avery (8) to spend Saturday night with us. We groomed the ponies and rode them down to the tank while Tom grilled shish -ke -bobs. After dinner we roasted smores. It was pitch black except for the glow of the fire and our spotlight. Tom had some ghost stories that he had ready to entertain us with. We had talked about it earlier. They were deemed suitable for 5 to 8 year olds. One of the stories was about a little girl who is camping out by a lake and gets snatched by the “Rain Thing”. I asked Peyton what he thought. “They will wet their pants!” He said. I asked their Mom if she thought it was a good idea…..She didn’t think she wanted to drive 40 miles in the middle of the night to come pick them up. The next morning I asked Anna and Avery if they would have been freaked out listening to ghost stories last night. No way! They both said. Being that it was the light of day, we put on the CD and gave it a try. They loved it. They listened while they worked on paintings in the studio. After about 5 replays, Avery told us a great rendition of Little Red Riding Hood with sound effects and I was enthralled. It was better than any of the recorded twangy voiced stories. That girl has talent. Thanks Uncle Tom for getting the inspiring CD …..great idea! We are ready to step up to the Texas Horror tales, like Fang Baby and Children of the Tracks!
Poop Happens…..
A few months ago, my niece Sara’s daughter, Hannah was walking with me and leading one of the ponies. “What’s the hardest thing about living out here and taking care of all these animals?”she asked. I told her that it was really bad when they got sick and needed doctoring and medicine which includes sleepless nights and all. “Oh, I would think it would be all the poop!” she said. I did almost trip over an exceptionally large Longhorn paddy this morning. I guess the frigging freezing weather must have turned it into a brick. Then I froze my toes off while filling a water bucket for a colicky horse…….my biggest fear. If a horse is lying down while there is a brand new bale of hay in the pasture, something is really wrong.Yesterday my eight year old rescue horse Budda was pacing,pawing and rolling She appears to be out of the woods now, but I will take all your prayers…..just in case!
