Tinkerbell yesterday.
Isn't she a pretty little thing.
Trouble our old kitty. He is 12 or 13 years old. Still lives up to his name.
The peanut as I pulled her from the pool to get ready to go home. We got about half a mile from the house and I glanced into the back seat and she was sound asleep. I had to wake her when we got to her house.
Bob's horse Wrangler. He would sell him to the right person. $2,500 and that is firm. He has been trail ridden in the mountains, pulled a pack horse. I believe anyone could ride him. He is 15h2 and heavy. He is a mustang but is not branded. We adopted his mother and she gave birth to him a couple of months later. She was from Paisley Desert in Oregon. (the same place as Sage). He is about 12. So my day has been spent cleaning house and getting the living quarters in our trailer ready to go tomorrow. The boys are going to stay with their uncle, aunt and cousins. We are going to be at a ride and dutch oven cooked meal. I am going to ride Pepper and pony the Sage.
Blessings,
