Sunday, February 27, 2011

Parker's first ride:

Just love'em!
They surprise you at every turn.
This is how Parker's First ride went down...

 Mom, Dad, and Parker show up.
First he has to ride his dad's motorcycle,
Since they just rode out to the house, 
His dad told him:
"Motorcycle, burnin hot."
All the way in the house Parker repeated this....
But after a while and he insisted on 
"Wriding Wibby"
we go out side.
Gotta get that bike ride in first...
 Then is off to wride wibby!
 Parker on a mission!
 But when we get to the pasture, nana gets Poncho.
Umm...not to sure but Parker goes with it, and we head out.
 a few steps into the ride, Parkers says: 
"No wride Poncho! Wride Wibby!"
 He just turns to papa and bales off!
 Ok, good thing Papa is a good catch!
 So off on Libby we go!

 Happy little boy!

 Papa grumbled something about a waste of a few hundred dollars on "Elmer".

 There was still hope!
 8 Year old grandson shows up....
He LOVES Poncho!

I do see it all though...
Nana is going to be riding the "Tramp!"
and the kids will ride the "Lady!"


In the debate over what Lester-Cisco-Harley-Elmer should be named, 
It was all by accident...
Parker showed up with his mom, 
His eyes got big and wide when Papa and I showed him "HIS"
horse we just brought home.

Mom, said he says, "Harley" really cute.
He did,
So as I was showing Parker and he was petting this new guy,
Another name came to mind:
So for awhile, Parker kept saying:
"Harley-Poncho" or "Poncho-Harley"
when asked what his horses name was.

How to get through to a 20 month old..
Show him a picture!
So I pulled a photo of this new horse up on my computer,
and I pointed at it, and asked Parker:
"What is the horses name?"


So Poncho it is! LOL


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(I admit it: I am addicted!)
I can't live without it!
It lets me stay in contact with my kids, family, friends, 
and lets me find new friends and old friends.


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Sunday, February 13, 2011

Perfect Pair!


It's Official!

Decisions! Decisions!
It's Official. Lester now lives with Libby!  Libby seems to be fine with it, but I still have them separated. I will put them together later this morning after they have had a chance to eat their breakfast.

The name LESTER has got to go though. I put it up for a vote and it is a tie between Cisco and Harley. So later today I will go out and have a talk with him and see what he would like to be called. Personally I think he will tell me it doesn't matter cause He just LOVES being with me! :))

You know it took me awhile to warm up to Libby and let her into my heart. And Today I love her and do not see my life without her.

Taking on a second horse is a huge responsibility! It was not a decision I took lightly, but getting a kids horse was the driving force.

So with patience, the second horse was found. I fell in love with Cisco/Harley/Lester/Elmer the minute I met him. WHERE HAS HE BEEN ALL MY LIFE????  He is not a beauty by any means, but he sure has a cute face, and so very wooley! I love wooley horses.  Love his mane. Funny how people I place like/dislike on looks first. But I know the more I spend time with him, the more I am going to see his personality. Libby is showing a bit of jealousy, and it is so cute. I went out to brush him last night after dinner, because he really worked up a sweat GALLOPING, (oh did I say GALLOP?) Yes Galloping back and forth in the pasture whining back and forth with his old buddies across the way, and I did not want him to get chilled, so I brushed him. He melted... Libby stood and watched me and kept nickering at me! She is a talker, and I love that about her. SO I had to brush her too, (I would never leave her out of anything) and I think I made points with both of them.   We even did some free leading in the pasture. He stayed ear to ear and whoa'd and walked with me.

But all night I heard him whinny back and forth to his buddies.  I got him from a neighbor across the road. She had purchased him for her 80 year old husband because he was a husband safe horse.  He is 16+, not registered so who knows. Not sure of his training, which as long as I know he goes forwards, backwards, left and right, that is all I care. I did not want to let the kids ride Libby because she DOES have some training, and I don't want that screwed up. So, in comes: Cisco/Harley/Lester.  I think he will fit the bill great. He has a kind eye, and a very mellow mind. AND he loves to be around people!

I know he misses his old pasture buddies.  NOTE: Never move next door. More work than moving across town. Never buy a horse next door...Takes them longer to get over their buddies...! LOL

The neighbors had a baby calf last night. ALL was laying out in their pasture this morning, and mommy was nudging it to get it to stand up. It tried really hard, and just can't for some reason....then I saw it shiver a bit in the cool morning air. My heart just breaks......the tears flowed....NOT A DAMN THING I CAN DO ABOUT IT!  I know the reason is, the daddy to this baby is like the grandfather...he keeps inner breeding his damn cows! Has not had a new bull since we have lived here in 2004! 

Anyway, Now I have to look for a saddle that will fit Cisco/Harley/Lester/Elmer.  He has such a wide back and not much wither! LOL But, boy is he cute!

Isn't he gorgeous!
 Libby: Why did you take Lilly away? I miss that bossy mare!!
I don't like this new guy!
 Cisco/Harley/Lester/Elmer: I want out of here, NOW!
 Cisco/Harley/Lester/Elmer: Will somebody over there help me?
Libby: I agree, take him back!
 In seeing the two of them together:
Cisco/Harley/Lester/Elmer is the redneck and Libby is the princess!
Oh this is going to be so fun!

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Pepper's Memorial.

Pepper is buried by the back pasture under the trees.

There was a rock, and It made the perfect headstone.

I sit out here a lot in the summer.
I will keep the memories.

Saturday, February 5, 2011

It is time to say good-bye:

Friday morning dawned dark, cloudy and cold.
I had been expecting him to leave for the past week.
I was preparing myself.
I saw him and went over to touch him.
He lifted his head and stared at me with blank eyes.
My heart broke.

I left for work with a heavy heart.
As the sun came up I heard the birds singing.
Were they singing for him?

The sun finally came out.
The sky was blue with puffy clouds.
Were they beautiful for him?

The temperature warmed up.
The sun felt warm and a bunny hopped past,
on his way to the field,
Was he chasing a shadow?

The wind started to blow.
Swirling the dust and moving the clouds.
Had you already gone?

Were these all signs?

I did not know.
Was this to be the day?
My heart is heavy because I do not want to say goodbye,
even though I know I must.

I got home and you were still here.
One more day.
One more night.
One more hug and a kiss good bye!

Today, I sat waiting for Simon at the vets,
(getting his drain tubes removed)
I said a prayer for you.
I heard a bird singing.
I looked and then I saw him.
He was sitting by my car,
Singing and looking intently at my car.
I knew then he was telling me you had left.

It is never easy.
It is so very hard.
We had 16 1/2 good years together.
He was my companion, my baby, and my joy.

But today, I must say goodbye.

8-24-1994 to 2-5-2011

Pepper began life with a sister, on rough gravel between two stacks of Lumber on a warm August day back in 1994.  I brought them both home and bottle fed them.  His sister found a wonderful home, and, I had not intentions of keeping Pepper. #1:  Rick said NO MORE pets. (Honestly I had good intentions.) and #2: he was rather a homely child. But he grew on me, and I found I could not part with him.  Pepper grew into a handsome cat, with an attitude that I will never find again. He fit the descriptions of a Burmese and a Chartreuse but really never knew what he was. I don't even know what his mother looked like.

Pepper loved to get dressed up. He had a dresser drawer full of clothes. He wore 9 month size, and we did a lot of shopping at Goodwill for his wardrobe.
Pepper rarely purred. When he was a baby and drank from his bottle it was always a growl. This tended to carry on into his teenage years, and he would growl and hiss fiercely. The kids would bring home their friends, and with Pepper's attitude, he chased more than one teenage boy out of my house.
Pepper intimidated everyone he came in contact with, but never me.
I loved his growling and hissing.
It was who he was.
Pepper got to go all sorts of places.
He went on all our camping trips. He loved to explore new areas.
He adapted well to a halter and leash.
Pepper also loved to go shopping. He had a special shopping bag he would ride in. Kids always saw him in the cart, but parents/adults rarely ever did.

Pepper blended in well. He loved to help me sew. Mostly get in the way, but it was comforting to have him there.

Pepper loved to be arm weights when the son got into weight training.
Tipping the scales at 25 lbs, he held up his end of the training.
Pepper never left the yard. He did not climb fences, nor would he go through the holes or cracks.
He was totally content to hang out at home.
I think his excursions to town and on trips satisfied his rambling nature.

No matter what I had going on, Pepper just had to be in the middle of things, Helping out.
His favorite past time though, was sleeping. He was not very energetic, and sleeping 20 hours a day suited him quite well.

He was not picky about where he slept.
Pepper also loved the water. I called him my water baby.
Whenever he heard water running, he was right there.
We would race to see who got in the shower first!
He wouldn't be in there long, just enough to get wet, climb out and spend an hour licking all the water off.
The sprinklers were a source of pure joy for him.

As he got older though, he found an assistant to help lick all the water off.
Which, of whom, was only to happy to oblige.

Pepper rarely ever drank standing water. It always had to be moving water for him to drink.
So every morning and every evening, this was our ritual.
(The following pictures were taken 2-1-2011 and 2-2-2011)

He was handsome to the end.

The bottom two were taken
Back in 1995

Pepper was not a snuggler. But I showed him early on, when we would go on excursions,
that "I" was the safe place. I tried to never let anything scare him, and he learned to trust me.
I could take him anywhere, and he trusted that I would keep him safe.

I no longer can keep him safe.
Pepper was on loan to me,
and it is now time
 for him to return to God.

Thank you, Lord
for allowing me 16 1/2 wonderful years with Pepper.
He is now yours once again.