Tuesday

Another day without pictures. I felt much much better this morning, am running down this evening but know that is normal.

Our grandsons are here helping us with some things that we needed help with. I took Dustin the Home Depot for the stuff he needs to do the phone line repair. Tyler dug up a pipe that leaked today. Our son Steve who is a plumber is coming to repair it. This is the 3rd. time there has been a leak in that area. Bob is befuddled and so is Steve. Hope 3rd. time is a charm.

It was cold today. I had to turn the furnace on this AM. I want more Indian Summer.

This is my Thankful Tuesday and today I am most thankful for Dustin and Tyler who came 300 miles to help us out for a couple of days. They are thoughtful and delightful young men. Tyler is 21 and Dustin is 26. Tyler has a job interview in Marysville on Friday AM. I am praying he gets it, Dustin wants to work on a fishing boat but knows about telephone lines and such. They are from Nikki's six boys. Love them bunches.

A surprise visit

I was so surprised I forgot to take a picture. Darn, double darn. I got a telephone call this morning about 10 from Geri King who I went to High School with in Eatonville, WA. I did not graduate from there, I graduated from Bethel in Kapowsin, WA. She was coming thru and wanted to know if she could stop by. Of course I said yes. I had not seen her since I was 15 or 16. Because I have felt so crappy for so long, my house was not company clean. I gulped and began to pick it up and wipe up the hardwood floors. She got here about 4 and we had a marvelous but short visit. We talked 110 miles and hour for a couple of hours. Then she was off to relatives in Couer D'Alene, ID. It was a great visit. We visited all the horses and Freddie and the chickens and goat.

I am kicking myself about no pictures though. Dang nab it. The memory is in my heart though.

Sunday on Mt. Spokane

Today Bob and I went for a ride to the top of Mt. Kit Carson and then up to Mt. Spokane. Kit Carson is right beside Mt. Spokane. It was a long ride and it you go up, you must come down. And that is the hard part. Some tough riding but we made it.

This little guy sat on my foot and begged for food. I fed him bits of bread. He loved it. He was so cute and posed so nicely.

Shannon Ron and Bob. I don't know why he has such a grumpy look on his face. He wasn't grumpy.

I always end up taking riders backs. Pepper is the slow one and that puts me in the rear. It is not bothersome to me riding back there but seems to bother others that I am back there by myself.

So my body is tired, especially my knees, and we had a good time. Hope you week is wonderful.

A Saturday Smile

This is the youngest helper at the Escure Ranch at the Public Lands Word Day that Bob and I participated in. Worked hard and got a Tee shirt. This little guy spent the day on his mom or his dad's back and did just fine. He made me smile anyway.

Another smile for me today was reading Matt's post at Pryor Wild and hearing that each and everyone of the Pryor Mountain horses got adopted today. I wanted to go soooooo bad, but we don't need another horse and that would have happened.

This was some of the work that was done today. I helped take out a barbed wire fence. A couple of old guys didn't like how I was doing it and didn't like how I rolled up the old wire so I appointed myself picture taker and let them do it. I did walk about a 20 acre field with Bob and checked the fence so the cows that range there could not get into the equine only area. That was a hike in the weeds, sun and wind.

Bob working on the fence that we walked. It was actually in good shape except where the deer crossed over.

Bob and our friend Jerry. Bob was one of the team captains what ever that meant. He worked just as hard. I don't know why they only made 2 12 x 12 pens. However, I am not the government and don't know they think but I thought that was weird. Oh well, it is done now and we accomplished alot and got a T shirt to boot.

Our Back Country chapter had 9 people I think. Steve Smith who is in charge of Parks and Rec in the BLM does not understand horse people and horses at all. I told him I would rather be at a Mustang Horse function and he gave me a look.............maybe I should not have said that. Not the first time I have put my foot in it.

Have a super Sunday........................we will.

Friday

Today Bob and I slipped away and went up to Sandpoint, Idaho to the Draft Horse and Mule Show. It was really fun. This was the winning four abreast competition. It was just awesome. These horses are Percherons.

This was a 4 Up hitch of mules in the farm driving competition. Look at the front legs of the lead team. It is so stunning to watch.

This is the winning team in the farm driving. The horses are from Lynden, Washington which is over on the coast near Bellingham.

This was a lady and her team of Belgians in the farm driving competition. I think she got a 3rd. place.

Somehow I forgot to load my next to favorite picture. It is an 8 up team of Fresians. They were from the Netherlands. They are just spectacular. We had a very fun day and it was good to get away for a while however, I am tired. Our Indian Summer is spectacular and not yet time to pack away the shorts.

Thoughtful Thursday

This is Ronnie the mustang that no one seemed to know was a mustang. Jo called Ramona today and we are short a number in her title. I e mailed our pictures a bit ago. I know it will work out but is going to be one of those tricky ones.

We had our mustang horse club meeting this evening. It seemed unanimous that no one want to do a horse show but me. Cathy Johnson had a wonderful idea that may work by starting two or three horses and having monthly events and publicising them. It is an idea that we have to talk about some more. It is what I am thinking about this evening.

I also am thinking about my little dog who seems to have made it thru his surgery fine but he is very sad. He has slept with me almost every night since he was about 3 months old and tonight he is confined to his carrier with a thingy around his neck so he can't lick himself.

Also remembered something else. I got a picture on Facebook of Sierra. She is getting to be a really big girl. She looks so pretty. Am to thankful she has a good home with someone who loves her like I did. She is two 1/2 and is pushing 15 hands.

Right now I am thinking of how good my bed is going to feel. Its been a long day. Blessings to you all.

Wednesday

I thought I would have pictures but am too tired to get them off the camera so again - tomorrow.

I played with Eddie today for a bit and put him out in the big arena. He did not like it too well. He went around the edge about 3/4 of the way around and then turned around and galloped back to the gate. He did venture around the edge but not when I was watching did he go out to the middle.

This afternoon a lady from Clayton (north of Deer Park which is north of Spokane) and asked us to come and read the brand of a mustang that she had bought not knowing she was a mustang. The guy who sold her did not tell them. She has a long mane that covers it and the lady who bought her did not know about a blm brand. We read it, I think. I am not sure about one number but we did the best we could and will take the paperwork to Angie on Saturday. The lady is afraid blm will come take her but that will not happen. I told her to call Ramona in Burns, Oregon and she would help her figure out where she is from. Ronnie is a beautiful buttermilk buckskin. She is not a dun and has no striping. Just a beautiful buckskin mare. She was born in 1998. That we are sure of. The guy that she bought him from said she was five. Wrong.

Tomorrow Skeeter has his surgery. It makes me worry, he is so little but it is necessary. An intact male dog, even tiny is difficult to take places with you.

Hope you have a very pleasant Thursday.