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Saturday, 07 November 2009

  • We had a guest rider today...........

    A friend's granddaughter came over today to meet Jedi.  We saddled her up and had a practice run or two around the yard.sw 004

    There was a quick moment there when Jedi tested the grazing bounderies, but she discovered that this girly knew what she was doing.

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    We took a short ride around the pasture, with me on Hacinta, (who btw, has had a relapse of her mud training...gah!)and the pony team did very well.  There was even some trotting, and they rode off by themselves just to prove they could.

    When we got back there was a surprise waiting in the chicken house.  Daisy Mae had five brand new babies underneath her.  Perfect timing!

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    Now here's a girl who appreciates chickens.  Obviously not her grandmother's child.

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    And here are the half grown pluglies.

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    I have instructed my little visitor in the grand art of begging for a pony.

Tuesday, 03 November 2009

  • Today's adventure

    First off,  for Yip, a fellow driver, this is how I time myself.  I had an old wristwatch that was broken and I fixed it to the cart.  When I start out I always set the clock to 12:00, if I have to get out for any amount of time I pull out the side button, and push it back in when we start up again.

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    Fable and I headed west today.  I never have gone west with Jedi, there are blind curves and lots of hills,  but somehow I'm more confident with Fable.

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    This is just west  and north of the house, the land right in front of us has great cart trails,  and the owners wouldn't mind us driving on them, but now it's hunting season, and not a smart place to be.

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    Heading west again, here's the steep hill we have to take.  Fable did really well.

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    When we passed a neighboring farm one of the horses there checked us out.  The guy that farms here has a team of Belgians that he still uses to work his little house garden.  This isn't one of the Belgians,  Quarter horse maybe?

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    The steers in the adjoining pasture thought we were very interesting.

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    Our destination.  The guys were here working cattle, and so Fable waited patiently while I went to see what was going on.

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    Kaley loading the syringe with meds.

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    Bud squirting the air out of the syringe.

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    Moving the cattle down the chute.

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    Tomorrow, Taylor branding, Bud cutting.

Wednesday, 28 October 2009

  • Creature Feature

    Taylor and Kaley found this and brought it home.  I can only assume it's name is Junior because that's what they name 90% of the things they find and bring home.  It worries me sometimes that they might both name all their children Junior.  I'll think about that later.

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    Tom was interested.

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    Tick was interested.

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    Actually, I was too.  Look at the claws on that fella.

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    Thank goodness it moves slower than a possum.

     

Saturday, 24 October 2009

  • Working with a Drama Queen

    Hacinta the Arabian hates the mud.  Hates it.  Doesn't like to put her feet in it, cross it, get near it or even think about it.   This causes quite a problem when I try to go trail riding on her.  There are creek crossing everywhere, and most of them are muddy.  Today I decided to address this problem.  Here is what Cinta usually does when I ask her to cross mud.

    She jumps over it.  That's not bad when it's a small creek, but when it gets bigger, and she sort of catapults herself over, or rears up and hops over like some sort of kangaroo it's a bit disconcerting........to me anyhow.  I like a nice calm crossing.

    So, to make a long morning shorter we started with this.........

    and worked for about 30 minutes and finally got to this.

    It may not look like much, but for Hacinta this is huge.  After all, she had to step in mud.

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