Imagine me sitting here, listening to the earworm: There’s a hoof in the bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza. There’s a hoof in the bucket, dear Liza, a hoof. & wishing I was creative enough to come up with words to the rest of the verses. ____________________________ Gratuitous Kitten Picture (Good taste prevented me dragging outContinue reading “Hoof Meet Bucket”
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Horse Hunt Progress Report #4
Went to look at a horse today. Yeah me! Actually, yeah us. There was miscommunication about getting access to the barn & Hubby persevered while I was busy descending into a snit. Horse turned out to be a cribber. No one likes this habit, but I am extra leery as Rodney shows signs of proto-cribbing.Continue reading “Horse Hunt Progress Report #4”
Talk To Me
My essay “Talking with Animals” appears in Horse Illustrated, August 2012. The non-compete contract says I have to wait 6 months to post. Go buy a copy. Bump up those circulation numbers. My issues will be so in demand that editors will clamor for my copy & I’ll get so popular that folks buy theContinue reading “Talk To Me”
Being Happy
Yeah! Mathilda stayed out grazing for almost an hour & a half. Previously, 45 minutes was her limit before the backend began to drift. I would have waited longer but it was closing in on breakfast. Snaps to Ernest Cline for making Level Three of Ready Player One almost as relentless as the southern sun.Continue reading “Being Happy”
Foto Friday: Gratuitous Kittycake
3 Reasons why I am having a hard time dragging myself to the barn or getting any work done these days. Rhyme, Reason*, and their unnamed sibling came to live with us last weekend. Hubby returned from the grocery store, placed the phone in my hand, put a phone number from the public bulletin boardContinue reading “Foto Friday: Gratuitous Kittycake”
Welcome Home
Yesterday, I got back from a five-day work-slash-vacation trip [AHP 0,1,2]. The reactions were varied: I know Hubby missed me because I know how much miss him. Nothing cutesy about it. Our farm routine is optimized for two people. Therefore when one of us goes away, the other has signed up for several long days.Continue reading “Welcome Home”
Foto Friday: The Observer Effect
After I took this admittedly inadequate picture of Arthur in an old salt block holder, I moved in for more Cheezburger. This woke him up and he came over to see me. In trying to capture a moment, I destroyed it. When I was at a baptism, the font was blocked by eager relatives snappingContinue reading “Foto Friday: The Observer Effect”
Virtual Brush Box 