We did get to ride a bit this past Monday. We saddled up. Toby goes nuts when we leave the pasture area without him. He is eyeing us closely. He is so attached to having his momma with him.

Before we could get going, the hubby takes a call...

And talks and talks....................................... Bunny is getting a little anxious and starts to walk away.


The weather was nice. It was a little sunnier than I had expected. I forgot the sunscreen! I am pink today.
We rode to a friends house up the dirt road from us, the horses love the attention they get from the neighbors.

Heading back..........................Hubby and Bunny from the back....
Hubby and Bunny from the front... Bunny being patient , hubby not being patient while I snap the picture...
The view of the old homestead with the hill behind our house...


Back in the pasture... isn't the little boy, Toby, so cute?? We always ride in the pasture when we return so that Toby gets used to us on top the horses.


After our ride we placed a blanket and saddle on Toby. He just stood still. He is such a good boy.
We did imprinting with him when he was a baby, but it has been a long time since we placed anything on his back. When he was about 5 weeks old, I had tied my flannel shirt around him to have him know the feel of something around his girth. He took that well and actually seemed to care less. I think he takes after his mellow momma quite a bit. He is 2 now and we really need to get him to be more respectful. He thinks we are his buddies a little too much. More later on our progress with this little guy.

It's all good, we had a great time riding. And I can' wait til tomorrow when we ride again.
YEEHAW!

Years ago in a land far far away(in Calif) I was getting things ready for work the next day…I knew I had to get gas and I don’t like doing that in the morning…..So I decided to get it that night. It was dark and a little cold. So I put on a dark hooded sweatshirt and pulled the hoody tight. When I got to the station, I got out of my little vw station wagon and went to the other side where the fill was. As I passed the passenger door I noticed something stuck in the handle.. The kids had toys called transformers…This one changed from a robot into a gun..can you guess what shape it was in? So I pull it out of the door handle and waved it around. O.K. its dark outside and I’m in a dark hooded sweatshirt waving a gun around. I threw the gun in the front seat and headed for the cashier. Gee, for some reason he was acting a little nervous. I gave him my ten dollars, I told ya it was a long time ago, so I pumped the gas. When I finished I got in the car and headed home. Oh, Look, I said to myself, there are 3 police cars headed this way with their red lights on. There must be a heck of an accident somewhere near here. So I’m driving home and I played back the last ten minutes inside the block that was inside my hoody. I heard a knocking and it wasn’t coming from the vw,s engine compartant I got so nervous my knees were knocking. I didn’t look back. Relieved to get home and in my bed, I decided right then and there to get my gas in the morning for now on.Oh Yeah and be careful with what kind of toys You buy your kids

I’m sitting on the porch with laptop in hand. I sit back and close my eyes and imagine a wagon train slowly moving across the valley creating a lot of dust. People were different back then. I picture the wagons in a circle at dusk. All the men sitting around the campfire, exhausted from the days long journey. The women all gather by a wagon and talk about the day’s events. They talk about the children and the animals. Maybe even about the dreams they have of their new lives in front of them.

The men are talking about the large cow patty they saw on the road a few miles back and of course, they argue over who smells the worst. Then one of them gets up and disappears behind a bush to relieve himself, while another grabs a branch to make a sound like a snake behind the first guy.

I’m sorry, I guess things haven’t changed. Please disregard!!!!!

Tomorrow is friday! Where did the week go?
It actually started Saturday... it had rained the day before and the ground was quite wet. We ended up working in the garage. We cleaned the garage out. We redid an old "chicken hotel" for the chickens to be able to roost in a more appropriate place instead of the old TV stand that was in their cage. At mid morning we found out a good friend had been in a bad quad accident. There was nothing we could do but wait for more information.
Sunday we worked in the yard a little, we did not get the tomato plants or any of the garden done that we were hoping to, but it was in our thoughts. HAHA. We came in and watched Nascar racing and vegged out a little. Then we found out more about our friend. He had gone over the edge of a trail. He tumbled head first down about a 4 foot drop and landed on his side on a pile of rocks, then the quad came down and landed on him. It took 4 hours before rescue crews could get him out to an area where he could be life-flighted to Phoenix. That was all we found out for then.
Monday we got to ride the horses... yeehaw! Pics in MY next post! (Seems hubby is hooked on blogging cause he is sitting at the desktop computer writing his own at this moment.)
Later Monday we found out that our friend had gone into surgery for his broken hip. Apparently it all started when he was rounding a curve on the trail and ended up going over the edge. The buddy he was with was able to pull the quad up off him and our friend was going to try and climb up, but he realized he could not move, One foot was turned the wrong way. There was no cell service, so the buddy had to leave our friend and try and get a call out. Our friend was able to right his wrong way foot with his other foot and prop it up with a rock for a little more comfort. The ambulance and fire truck could not get close to where he was, so they hiked in and worked on him, there were some cowboys that came in and ended up getting some nearby ranchers to help out. Finally, 4 hours later our friend was loaded in the helicopter had about a 10 minute window to lift off or weather would ground them again.
Tuesday, back to the grind of a work day, then home to do a little laundry and gather things to bring to the hospital.
Wednesday.. to the hospital with hubby and a few other buddies. The drive is not too bad, it only took about an hour and 45 minutes. Our friend is doing quite well. He says his hip, which the bone that goes into the pelvis was broken, has pins in it and he is already walking pretty well. He had broken 9 ribs and that was what the doctors were most concerned about. Until his chest stops bleeding they cannot let him out. Looks like it will be Saturday that he will get to go home.

Today was... back to work for both hubby and I. It is month end, so I am under pressure to get as much accomplished as I can (each month is the same). But I love what I do. One more day, then it is weekend and we will go riding again. We plan on trailering the horses to somewhere we have not been to before.
Whhhheewwwww. Can't wait til tomorrow is over!

Cowgirl/mom is only 5’2”. So I spend most my time looking at the top of her head. She doesn’t have a problem with being short. I like it because if I need to hide something I just put it up high. Being short didn’t hold her back from raising 5 boys and a daughter…When it came to disciplining she just reached up and slapped them in the knee. She hates driving a car….she has to have a big truck….so she can see better, she keeps telling me….but, she gets very frustrated when she tries to climb on her horse. I think her jeans are too tight. Oh well. Now I won’t tell you how small her feet are, but her last pair of tennis shoes are hanging from my rear view mirror. Soooo… its true, good things come in small packages….