Back In The Saddle

Mourning is officially over, for everyone except Pony Boy. He usually just carts around little children and gets rewarded with buckets of carrots and sweet feed, but he was a good sport today. He even put up with lots of hugs and kisses.

nothing like that pony/puppy smell

His bridle was dusty and needed a little polishI needed to walk over to the mounting block to climb on my 12 hand steed.

Double wide

I thought it would be fun to round up the Longhorns, but changed my mind…..

git along little doggies

After 14 years of smiling for the camera, our little pony has it down pat.

Smile for the camera!

Fast Eddie the super tortoise wanted to join us on our trail ride.

Wanna come?

We rode the fence-line and the weather could not have been more perfect.

Flower power

Miss Piggy was content to hear all about it when we got back to the barn.

what did I miss?????

Everybody got extra treats to celebrate the awesome day……once again I feel like I am living the dream.

Peggy’s Secret Garden

I had no idea what to expect. I thought it might be dark and a little scary. With the recent storm, how could it be anything but a barren wasteland. I wanted to avoid such a place at all costs. It is far away from here. I hate flying for one thing, so for sure I would have chosen to stay in my own safe paradise to savor the greatness and hold on to my own reality without taking a chance of disrupting my world. Even the worst drought would be better than seeing the weeds that would surely be choking and entangling the garden that had been so lush and beautiful. The good news is that what I saw was a perfect garden that was touched by the wind but not ruined. The roots had been planted too deep and nurtured with too much tenderness to be destroyed. It is a family garden that will thrive and grow stronger with each new day. More good news….We brought back some seeds from this incredible place and have planted them in our own secret garden, but it’s not a secret anymore. Peggy knows.

another day in paradise

“You will be like a well-watered garden, like a spring whose waters never fail”

Isaiah 58:11

If you’re happy and you know it….

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America’s Next Top Model

 

This Is Reality Baby

In this economy it is not enough to just have a beautiful face and figure. You have to be able to multitask…..for instance, Miss Piggy has been forced into plowing the back forty in order to feed the less endowed creatures that happen to dwell here. She  has had numerous requests for her modeling skills, but until the money comes rolling in, she is  happy to supplement our income with this manual labor. She also cooks and cleans, but I guarantee that her calendar will bring in enough funds to feed this overwhelming household  throughout  the next drought…..

Miss Piggy

I’m not sure how old our Miss Piggy is in people years, but I think she must be a teenager around 15. She is still sweet and polite, but she is sporting a radical new hair style, a MOHAWK and I am wondering what comes next. I’ve read that even these innocent little pot-bellied pigs can transform into feral hogs in a matter of weeks! Has she met her dream Javelin while rooting around the fields? Will I see her with a family of marrinitos? No, I think she is happy to slop here at the Rockin’ P. Besides she would never give up  her treats from Grandmother……

LOL

I don’t know what he told her, maybe he just breathed in her ear, but whatever, I walked outside and Miss Piggy was sure having fun with Cactus Jack…I oughta write a book!!!  

The Adventures of Cactus Jack & Mesquite Joe

Part One of a series….

 Party hats, clowns  and streamers announced the arrival of these two precocious “Gifts” that came to celebrate Tom’s birthday on January 11, 2009. Everyone was excited to meet the new critters. The more mouths to feed means the more trips into the feed room for me and they all know that I cannot resist the meows, barks,quacks,oinks,moos,baas, nickers and neighs…..so EVERYBODY gets fed several times a day  so that nobody has hurt feelings or an empty tummy. It may sound like a hassle, but actually last week-end Tom and I had a fun time tracking down these two studly steers. We were on our way out to go for a training run for an upcoming 5K race and decided to feed the menagerie first….. Usually it would be here a moo, there a moo everywhere a moo moo, but the absence of this greeting was noted with alarm and then we realized that our two blonde bombshells were not begging at the fence line as usual…. .Our run was put on hold while we loaded our pockets with cattle cubes and grabbed our cell phones heading off in separate directions to track down our renegade steers….. This story will attempt to share all of the many possible adventures that they encountered during their traipse  across 1,000 acres of South Texas ranch land. Just to give you a preview of what they may have encountered, first there is a beautiful herd of Beef Master cattle along the way, a herd of Longhorn heifers just a fence-line away and last but not least…..lush green grass on the other side of the fence.

The grass is ALWAYS greener......

What’s That SMELL?

During the night I kept getting an unpleasant whiff of something . Tom had opened a new bottle of cologne earlier  and  I was thinking maybe it wasn’t working  for me, but when Sky came to give me a morning kiss, I finally realized what it was……

 

Hope this works.....

 

This is embarrassing!

The ketchup bath worked great to get rid of the skunk smell on her, but the house still reeks…..

Two Dumb Blondes

 

Too Smart Compadres

NO way are these babies dumb. Blonde yes, but maybe it comes from a bottle, I admit to highlights myself……Yesterday they found a tiny little gap in the fence and had a hayday exploring the neighbor’s 800 acre ranch. THANKS for the workout involved in getting you back, turds!    (We love you, just kidding…)

What Ya Been Doin?

Our dogs four little faces greeted Tom, Peyton and I when we got back  from the Stock Show on Sunday. “Why were you gone soooo long, where were you and what did you do?” They all started sniffing my pants and didn’t hear me say  oh, nothing……Smells don’t lie and these nosey guys figured out that unbelievably  we had left them to see other dogs, horses,and the least forgivable was a quick visit to the petting zoo. “What could you possibly have seen in there that you don’t already have here at home?” They wondered. True, we saw sheep and goats,chickens and ducks,pigs and ponies. The only animal that we saw there that I doubt we will ever have here at the ranch was a kangaroo. Sky being an Australian Shepherd picked up on that scent right away. “You should have brought that one home, Mom, then I could really learn to jump!”  I don’t think so.  We have just enough crazy here to keep us happy.