Our two Longhorns found an open gate and went to visit the neighbors large herd of welcoming cows. As much as we wanted them back, we were not sure how to separate them from their friends without a stampede. Weekday mornings do not allow enough time to do any cattle rustling, but luckily they happened to be hanging out by themselves along our fence line last Saturday morning. Tom opened the gate and led them back to their pasture while their 100 plus friends were wailing and telling them not to leave…..I think the boys are glad to be back. Welcoming treats of carrots and cattle cubes helped a lot! I just finished two new paintings to celebrate their safe return. I have them on my Etsy web site . Click on Leicalady.etsy.com to see all of the Longhorns
We have had Shelties since we were first married. My first Christmas present was Omar, a male Shetland Sheepdog. We are baby sitting Rosie. She is a rescue dog, part Sheltie and she is going home next week-end……maybe, I might have to hide her somewhere!
It was around 1:00 this afternoon and I told Tom that I would like to shoot some quick photos of our Longhorns, Jack and Joe for a painting that I started. “The lighting is not too great right now” he said. I told him that I had not seen them since early this morning, in fact I had not seen the three ponies that are in the pasture with them, either. Tom was gone for a while and came back with interesting news, not particularly good news…..”The gate to Tip’s property is open….they are gone!”We were still in our running clothes, but did not take the time to change. My first thought was that I might get some actual helpful shots for this painting……
My second thought was that I probably would not have time to paint today…..
The problem was that our little mish mash herdlet had joined a rowdy bunch of bovines and they outnumbered us by quite a bit.
If it was up to me, I would have just turned around, said good bye to our livestock and started a new painting of a bird or a kitten……
My cowboy, sans the rhinestones would have none of that!
Carrots and cattle cubes are excellent bribes….the problem is that we did not want to cause a stampede of over eager eaters.
I was tempted to play some good old country music on the radio in the truck for inspiration, but I needed to hear directions from Tom as I churned through the sand…..
“Close the gate!!!!!”
The ponies were very interested in seeing what treats I had in the truck.
Pony Boy and Sunny know the routine of getting rewards for bad behavior.
Well, we missed out on so much today while we were tracking down the wayward pasture ornaments….I was planning on ironing and mending some socks….but in spite of it all, they are so cute when they are bad!!!!
With those big brown eyes…..the way your eyebrows go back and forth between Tom and I when you know we are talking about you….the way you hunch down and try to and sneak by when you just finish stealing the cat’s food.You could bite Spooky’s head off when she tries to ride you……
You learned not to chase the cows, you would die before you peed in the house. You did not make a peep when I accidentally shut you in the pantry……Sky, you are too much. I could go on and on, but I need to go fill up the kitty food bowl….again!
Why do people say that you have a hard outer shell? Shells are not always hard. A tortoise or turtle shell is made of the same substance as our fingernails and horses hooves. Nutrition plays a vital part in the health and strength. Too much protein is almost always the culprit. You can look at them and see the degree of health. One of our mini horses has trouble with his hooves….I have raised Mini Mac since he was a baby and never has he had a problem with his hooves until recently.
Fast Eddie our African Sulcata Tortoise is 25 years old….mas o menos… He already had a perfect shell when we got him. Of-course I will feel like I did something wrong if ever he got sick…..I read about all the nutrition and supplement advice , I light candles, I do a little dance and pray. If you talk to 15 different horse owners, you will get 20 different answers, but if you have an African Sulcata Tortoise, you can just read about care at the Sulcata Station and they have the answers……
I knew that a little stroll with five dogs on leashes would turn out to be a fiasco. Who wants to have their arms elongated for four miles. We have almost zero traffic on our private road. The two Pomeranians stay right by our side, as well as our Sheltie. They get tired pretty quick and Spooky the smallest wants us to carry her after about a mile. Sky and Flaca are the ones that usually can make it without too much drama. Not today….I could smell something cooking on a grill somewhere nearby and I was not the only one. Well, never one to miss a chance to crash a picnic..Sky took off to see if she could have a sample from our neighbors. We could not talk her out of running all the way to their house.She knew she was in trouble.As much trouble as she caused, it did not take long to be forgiven.
There are smart dogs and there are not so smart dogs. My little black Pomeranian, Spooky, is street smart or in this case country road smart. My four pups and I usually set out by 6:30 for our morning walk to beat the heat. On Monday we missed our early morning window of time, but were able to set out around 11:30. Big difference. Before we even got to one mile, Spooky, the independent one of the group, plopped down with a loud squeal on the side of the road and stayed there until I picked her up and carried her home. I was glad for the early warning because all five of us might have had a heat stroke if not for Stoopy, I mean Spooky!………Hello 100 degrees……Welcome to Texas.
Hey people, my name is Sky. I’ve been cooped up all week because of the rain here in Tejas. When I do go outside I track in loads of sand and oak pollen. I hear it is sunny in Chicago. I am really in the mood for some good Chicago pizza and maybe a hotdog. When I’m not feeling sorry for myself, I do have quite a nice life on the ranch…..if you are bored like me, read about it HERE.
“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!