The ride was great

but I am silly. I had been riding for a while when Jones and I came upon a neighbor's 4 horses that just loved looking at my mare. Silly boys. I thought "this would make a great picture" so I pulled out my Sony point and shoot and turned it on. The only thing is that it didn't turn on. That would be because I didn't bother to check to make sure there were batteries in it. UGH! How silly of me. But that is so very typical of me. I do such silly things sometimes.

I did however have a great ride on Jones. I didn't, however, have such a good time getting on her. You see, she hasn't really been ridden a lot in her life. She was used as a brood mare and a lesson horse by the previous owners. When she gave rides she did so inside a round pen and she was not in good health. She had never been shod, given vaccinations and obviously was not fed well. Within 2 months of us bringing her home she gained at least 75lbs. I would say that she now is 150lbs heavier than the day we bought her. Plus she is getting used to being shod, is wormed regularly, is given her vaccinations and is fed well. In fact my babies are spoiled rotten. Why just today they grazed in a pasture with fresh grown grass for 30 minutes. Then they had 2 ears of field corn a piece and when I went to saddle her they both had a fresh carrot. I got off subject, sorry. I started out talking about how hard it was to mount her. Like I said, she has not been ridden a lot. She had not been ridden since last fall. She has never been fond of being mounted, in fact when I first got her and saddled her I had to take my sweet time because she was scared of the blanket and the saddle. A friend of Joe's happened to pull up when I was trying to get on her and poor Joe was doing his best to hold her. Keep in mind he is still skittish about horses when then try to invade his space. It frightens him and I understand that. Butch, the friend that pulled up has been around horses a bit so he was able to help. After numerous attempts of trying to get on her I finally asked Butch to get on. He did and he rode around for about 30 minutes.





And Dakota went nuts!







What in the world makes horses act like this? Every time one of them leaves the pasture the other one runs around and neighs and acts so silly.





Hey Mom............where is my girl?



There she is. Here he goes again. He just can't stand it!











Where oh where did my little mare go, oh where oh where can she be????



That picture is my new wallpaper.

Maybe if I nicker loud enough she will at least answer me.



No such luck Dakota. She could care less about you right now. She is busy toting Joe's friend around the farm.







He never stopped. As far as I know anyway. Butch finally got off and I got on and had a great ride. I rode about 1 1/2 hours. I didn't get too far from the house since she had not been ridden in a while. I heard Dakota neighing over and over again. Jones never even paid attention to him. I did go and visit a neighbor horse. His parents were not home but boy do I wish that camera had batteries in it. He is one of the most beautiful boys I have seen. White with lots of brown patches. He nickered a lot too. He was alone in the pasure. No one was at home so I hope that Lynn was riding the black gelding that they own, or at least used to own. He was a great horse and I hope nothing happened to him. I haven't talked to them since last summer so I don't know. If I don't see them I will ask my farrier since he shoes both of our equines.

Joe and I went to supper tonight at a place in Mayfield called Catfish Corner. Oh wow........catfish fiddlers, white beans, hush puppies, cole slaw (creamy like I like it) baked potato and onion rings and sweet tea to drink. Yummy stuff.

I have had a very blessed and wonderful day. I was able to be outside for a long time, soaking in the sunshine. It was a beautiful day and I loved every minute of it. Tomorrow should be just as nice. I don't know if I will ride again though. My back is bothering me a bit. Not only did I ride but I swept basically the entire house. There is something about using a broom and sweeping that just kills my back. But I couldn't stand the dust bunnies anymore. My husband isn't a very good housekeeper.

I have said it a million times and I will say it again. I love my life and I have so very much to be grateful for.