Tuesday, October 30, 2007


Traveler at full gallap around our turnout pen. He was having such a good time. And I was so lucky to get this shot of him in full motion and have it turn out.


Sorry I haven't been writing in my blog for a while. I seem to have had other things on my mind. Am I getting forgetful in my old age? or just there is so much to do and so little time to do it in? or is it just the stress of our life and times? Take this morning for instance - I got up, dressed, fed the horses, dogs, and cats, and sat down at the computer while I drank a cup of coffee to get me going. Well, my feet got cold as I had kicked off my outdoor shoes when I came in and didn't put on my slippers. Cold feet means finding the slippers which were in the livingroom, (computer is in the bedroom) and my stomach growled so decided to go to the kitchen for a bit of 'something'. Kitchen reveiled that I hadn't done the dishes last night, so decided to put them in the dishwasher first, which I actually acomplished and filled the sink with hot soapy water for washing the cast iron skillets, that can't go into the dishwasher, and that hubby leaves in such a mess after frying hambergers. Ok, so far, not to bad. But I discover that the trash never got out last night either. So I wander around a bit collecting more trash so I only have to make one trip -HAW HAW. Out to the big trash can outside, and of course I have to check on the horses. I'm outside, right. Horses always have to be checked on each and everytime you step out the door. But this time, instead of just looking out at the 3 pens to see if everyone looks ok, I decide to go and pet Stormy. Stormy always needs to be petted. As does Traveler, BlackJack, Nita, Star and Sonny. Hummmm - now thats a thought. I have 6 horses and 3 have names that start with an S. I wonder how that happened. Anyway after petting all horses, the dogs need attention. By now my tummy is saying that I really did forget about it, and would I please put something in it. So back to the house, and off to the potty room before eating. I pass the computer on the way, and see that I never did write a note for by blog. I sit down and write, forgetting tummy is hungry.