Did I mention that it's been raining since, oh the night before Halloween???And she doesn't show signs of stopping???
Where do you think you're going Mister?? I could take you out with one good bite iffin I wanted to...but I'm a nice guy, so I'm gonna let you go - this time! See?Oh yea?? Bite me!! - mutant horse.
What are you lookin at??? Whatever it is....I didn't do it - Ladde did it!! Oh sure, we're gonna believe that!! - we don't call this one "Fly in the Ointment" for nothin...no silly, course that's not his real name - his real name is - get this - "Ahkunkenekoo". Uh huh, I was feeling particularly sassy on that day!! But when we're not feelin quite so fancy, we just call him "Harley" or a few other choice adjectives...you know what I'm talkin' bout.
Good grief!! What a bunch of stall potatoes!! Come on out and make yourselves useful you lazy hay burners!! Did ya ever wish you could switch lives with your horse?? Oh ya, these guys sure do got it rough. Must be nice...
And this little chunky monkey here is "Frosted Siri L", we just call her "Siri". We've had her for almost 14 years now and this coming January 31st, she will be 27 years old. She was my hubby's trail horse until the last few years, but she's pretty much retired now. On occasion she will give the grandkids a ride and teach them a thing or two, but she's mainly living the good life now.
Speaking of momma, here she is now...she escaped from her stall and went straight for the llama's food bin. Her name is "Wag's Pride", but I've called her Kadie since the day my hubby surprised me with her. She was 7 years old at the time and had never been ridden. A more perfect horse does not exist - I'm just sure of it! She is truly an angel horse, never bucks, never spooks, never does anything wrong. And a mountain horse supreme!!! She has never taken a mis-step. Ever. Sure-footed, reliable, trustworthy, honest and if you ever get lost - just give her, her head and she'll take you home - quickest route possible - guaranteed! You can't really tell from this picture, but she is very dainty, fine-boned and only 15 hands tall. Yep - figure that one out - this is the mooska's momma!! She once picked her way through a very large disk attached to a tractor because she wanted inside during a rain storm and the tractor and disk were blocking the entrance to the barn - not a scratch on her - sure did scare the heck out of the stallion owner who was boarding her at the time! Just glad I wasn't there to see that - I would have freaked!!
Then there's this guy here - he's my special boy. "Wagtail Ladde", or as we like to call him, "Ladde", you know like the Scottish boy term. We've raised him from birth and I still have his momma too. He's a big boy, especially for a foundation Appaloosa. He stands a true 17 hands high and weighs in around 1500 pounds. The boy likes his groceries, what can I say?? We've been scratching our heads ever since he was born, don't have a clue where his size came from - who woulda thought?? But we still love him, big old mooska.
Sometimes don't ya just wish you could be your dog?? I sure do - just look at that goofy face, tongue a-hangin out and all. She don't care - she's just happy. And carefree. And running at the park. What could be better??She did stick that wet nose of hers on my camera lens twice though - looking for a real close-up perhaps?? Sheesh, what a primadonna!!
Would you just look at this beautiful girl! Her name is Sadie and we met her and her lady person at the park. She was absolutely gorgeous and very friendly. She's a Bermiese Mountain dog. She and Annie made friends instantly. And talk about a ham - I totally take back what I said about Annie - she ain't got nothin on this gal here. She practically said "cheese".
Well things might be better if you'd stop sticking that thing in my face all the time mom!! She'd never admit it, but she's quite the ham.
And...I forgot and left the water on all night last night - as if it weren't wet enough???
**sigh** help me...I'm dwowning