Friday

Loved this picture of our two much loved and indulged dogs. They love each other and romp and play. Maggie is getting old and Skeeter is hyper active.

Bob left to try elk hunting again this weekend. Last week I had to call him home because I was so sick. Bless his heart he came home. Always hate to have him go and be gone for several days because something bad always happens. Not this time, I just won't let it.

Katie and Cameron came out for a little while this evening. She is having such a hard time with her parents. I just pray they can work it all out.

I was so upset with Wrangler this evening. I was putting the barn horses in and he got the gate open and got out twice. So in the wind and rain we had a discussion. Both times he ran back thru his gate. He is a good boy but wants to come in with the others. Don't have another stall for him. I think he thinks they are getting such a big treat when they disappear into the barn but are not getting anything he isn't, he is just outside. Silly boy.

It is a typical November night - rain and wind. I mean WIND. It has blown about 40 mph most of the day. Hard to put out hay. It could be snow so am not complaining. I really am not.

Thoughtful Thursday

He is pathetic isn't he. Oliver is basking in the extra attention. I don't know when we will take the bandage off. We tried to get some of the blood off his face but he didn't like it so we just left it.

Besides Oliver today I have been thinking about all the good things we have and how I can't imagine living anywhere else. Yes, we are tied here alot by the animals but can't imagine not being able to listen to the horses eat, watching the barn kitties bask in the sun, watching the baby calves in the spring. All part of our life here on our farm called Calico Acres. Sometimes I think I would like to travel like my cousin Joy. But can't imagine not having the horses and then I change my mind about traveling. We worry sometimes about getting too old to do all the things we do and what we will do but I don't worry about it.

Thinking too much brings nostalgia. So, end thinking for today.

Wednesday

Oliver seems to be recovering but he is still oozing blood from around the bandage. Tried to get some of the blood off his face but he wants it there I guess. Bob will be home tomorrow so maybe we can look at it. I will try to take a picture then. I still shudder.

This evening I looked out and all three of the barn horses were at the gate. When I got my coat on and went to the barn to get ready to put them in Pepper disappeared. I put the mares in. Amelia is getting rather pushy about the whole thing. She wants to be first. Then I called and called and looked all around. I called one more time before I came in and called Bob and told him someone had stolen our horse right from under my nose. I heard him answer me and I went looking some more. He had tried to hide from me and got into a little pen behind the barn next door. All the gates were closed and he was stuck. I don't know how he got in there but I do know he was scared and wanted me to get him out. I told him it served him right but I did rescue him and he was very grateful.

I did a town run today and did a ton of errands. Everything from 4 salt blocks to a stack of used books. I am tired.

A Very Thankful Tuesday

This is not a recent picture but he is one of my thankful's today. A picture of him today was just too gory. I am so thankful that he is alive and just seems to have a headache. This morning when I went down to put the barn horses out, Tom and Christy were here - a second Thankful for today- and they were with me. I went around the corner of the barn and got a shock. I thought Christy would pass out. I wanted to throw up. Neither of us did and Tom went over to him and got ahold of his rope. Sometime this morning he had caught one of his beautiful horns that he never was bad with except when he bopped Amelia that once, and he tore it off. There was blood every where. Tom and I got him and I went and got some warm water and a clean rag and we tried to clean up his face so we could see if his eye on that side was OK. It was gross and awful. Shannon, who raises goats came down and said he would be OK. However when Bob got home this evening it was still bleeding. We coated it with pine tar and wrapped it up and covered it with duct tape. My poor pet, he keeps shaking his head and splattering blood all over. Since we moved out here 16 years ago I have had to do things and witness things that I never wanted to even know about. This is one of them. When he doesn't look so gross I will post a picture of my one horned poor goat. I am thankful Tom was here and could help me with him and I am thankful that Oliver survived today.

And......................I am thankful to feel well today. Am so relieved. It was an awful weekend. Bob is going to go back hunting this weekend and hopefully nothing bad will happen so he has to come home. I am greatful he was close enough to come. I could hardly get out of bed by myself. But today was a good feeling day.

Monday

No pictures. Just wanted you all to know I have been sick and will be back when I can. I was up part time today so maybe tomorrow is going to be better yet. I did keep down food today. That was a good thing.

Thoughtful Thursday

That is the extent of our snow. Not enough to really worry much about it. It spit all late morning and early afternoon but it did not stick. For that I am grateful.

I was thinking - I made a raspberry/apple pipe today. It has probably been 20 years since I baked a pie. It is not my talent but I wanted a pie so did it. Bob thinks it is too sour. I thought it was good. I bought the crust. I just don't do pies. Guess I will have to wait 20 more.

I was thinking - we had a great Mustang Club meeting this evening. I am so glad there was such a good turn out. There was a good discussion of things to come. I think Mustang Days is back on. Andrea will help me get things organized. Our next meeting will be December 12th. and a Christmas Party. Love that group of people. They are all friends.

I was thinking - life is good for me. Not everything is great, but I would not trade it. I love my family, I love my horses, I love the outside.

Joy to you all.

Wednesday

My blgs recently have had little or nothing to do with our mustangs. I find myself whining and complaining. Today I kicked myself in the posterior and told me to shut up. Even though grey days really affect me. Andrea and I need help. If you read her blog today - Mustang Saga - you will understand.

This picture is our beautiful Wrangler surveying things. He, Amelia who is right beside him being him, Ditto and Pepper are in this field. He does not go in at night and he and Amelia talk off and on all night. He is such a pretty big boy. l decided to do portraits of the barn horses before I put them out. Ditto is the last out and she was irritated with me. She is my sweet old friend. At 28 she has lots of energy especially when its time to eat.

Somehow I got two pictures of Amelia and I am not sure how to get one of them off. So please pretend there is only one. I am not too computer savy as you all can figure out. I usually call Nikki and ask her to do it for me. Don't feel like it tonight. So you get duplicate pictures. She wanted out, right now. Her friend Wrangler was calling her, couldn't I hear it. She is fat and sassy. Quite a change from last summer when we brought her home and she was skinny and uninterested in anything.

And then of course there is Pepper. He's the one who stranded me on his back bareback. Bob is still laughing at me. He is such a great horse, everyone loves him. His eyes are a little worse but he still sees well.

So here I am, and snow is predicted for tomorrow but not sticking. Hope not. It was a beautiful day today but quite chilly. I got the stalls done. That always makes me feel good.

Had my flu shot today so am all set. Had to call around. Several places had run out so I went into Safeway in Cheney where I have gotten it for the past few years. I am getting several different opinions on the pneumonia vaccine. I had one about 3 years ago and the nurse said I should not need another but some have told me I need one every 2 or 3 years. I had the pneumonia in the next few months after I had been hospitalized with it.

Please keep praying for out grandaughter.