Danny says: Oh look we have company. Hi Nice ladies- Good morning! Um, I'm not seeing any food buckets yet. |
Trax says: You can't see me but I'm watching you |
Trax says: Oh Good morning Nice Ladies, I did not realize it was you. Do you wanna see my scar? I think it makes me look tough. Me: It does make you look tough Trax. |
Danny says: I realize you have a blog to post on and stuff, but really our breakfast is much more important and I still don't see any buckets! Me: Danny stop being rude in front of company. |
It was about 8 degrees out this morning. Brrrrr! Every morning 2 horses get out for the day. But whose ever turn it is to stay in, gets to come out while I scoop the food in the morning, just in case they are really feeling the need to roll, or to go kick up their heels. Killian never goes to roll during that time. He follows me to the man door and waits for his food. Sassy usually skitters around a little, but then also comes to the door. Then they follow back to their pens. Trax almost always hits his favorite dirt spot the minute I open the gate, and so does Danny. They do not come to the door, but Trax always comes to me for his "treat before breakfast". When he came to me such a solitary soul I started always taking one cube out and hand feeding it to him first. Now he always comes and asks for it. Not pushy, just waits patiently until I hand it to him.
We had a little bit of snow yesterday. Some times Wyoming has the strangest looking snow.
It looks more like Styrofoam balls than snow. |
I finally got my decal on the window, it looks fantastic. |
Remember to go to Buckstitch Beckys to get your own cool decal. Her prices are more than reasonable and she does a great job.
So good morning to all of you and your herds, from me and all of my herd! Hope you all have a wonderful day.
Teehee.... Sassy the spaz
ReplyDeleteYup, just a teenage girl!
DeleteNice looking herd you have there! Are they chatty when they see you coming with breakfast?
ReplyDeleteThe decal looks great!!
Oh Yeah, lots of nickers and an occasional whinney
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