Sally has joined our small herd. She’s a bold filly from the Elm Creek BLM facility.
Thanks to Jeannette for transportation!
Mustang Sally
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Subzero Saturday
Heartbreak
Our oldest mare, Oreo, was off her feed Thursday evening. Not coming in for her grain was very suspicious, so off to the vet we went. We had to wait for Saturday morning because the office was closed Friday for the 4th.
The vet said she was ancient. My best guess was 30. He gave her a shot for pain after checking her over. Fortunately, it wasn’t colic.
Oreo has been part of our family for at least 15 years. She was the best horse ever. I never regretted buying her, not even for a second. She kept my younger horses calm since she’d seen it all before.
I went to feed this evening and found her under a tree in the shade. She was gone, and our family is devastated.
I had to call in backup to braid and cut her tail for me. I couldn’t do it. I’m thankful he could.
Busy Mares
Looking Back
A year ago today Cherokee Lady moved to Nebraska from Oklahoma (through a storm on one of the coldest days!).
She has grown into a lovely, long-legged girl who will do nearly anything for horse candy. I can’t believe how much she has grown. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised after buying her groceries. 🙂
Magnificent Monday!
I went riding again (!) yesterday. Laura had me going up and down hills that I never would have tackled alone. I have SO much to work on so I can improve, but riding with my friend gives me confidence. Thanks, friend!
P. S. Next time I will reward myself with a soak in the tub.
Throwback Thursday
Now, I realize that this wasn’t that long ago, but it’s a day I love to recall. Friends+horses=happiness. It’s a simple equation.
Happiness
Time with my horses is never wasted.
Topaz!
Meet our latest addition to the family. She was adopted from a kill pen in Oklahoma at the beginning of June. She spent a month in the quarantine facility, and then my friend, Jeannette, took me to pick her up. Here you see our first meeting, her freedom ride and Topaz at home. She’s a very sweet mare, and she knows she is loved.
No Wordless Wednesday!
Yesterday was perfect for Wordless Wednesday, but I didn’t post because I have a lot to say!
My new filly, Cherokee Lady, usually plays in the corral during the day. With the gate to the big pasture closed. My friend, Charlotte, lives right there and is kind enough to let me board two horses with her. She generally keeps an eye on everything. I arrived yesterday to find that Cherokee’s stall was empty…and the gate to the big pasture was open. We are still not completely sure how that happened. Charlotte and I were also unsure of how to get Cherokee back where she belongs. I was relying on Oreo, my daughter’s horse, and oats to get the baby to come visit with us.
Oreo did not let me down! I yelled for her, she stopped eating hay and starting sashaying in my direction. We looked closer, and Cherokee was in Oreo’s pocket! They both got oats, Charlotte and I breathed a huge sigh of relief, and the world was right again.
Ramblings of a Perforated Mind 