Horses, horses, horses and ...aaaccckk!!!!!

Friday follies once again folks, and thank God for them. Keeps life interesting to say the least!! So, I started my day with yet another doctor's appointment...yuck! This one wasn't bad at all as far as yucky doctor's appointments go, so I'm counting my lucky stars. I always try to get all the yearly exams, labs, mams, screenings and such done early in the year when we are at our slowest here at the clinic. The doc has to cover for me until I get here, which is something that he just hates to do. Usually things go well, but this morning I got here and there was a note on the door saying he was out on an emergency and "someone" would be here shortly. Always nice to know that after 9 years of working for this man, I'm referred to as "someone"...nice. Oh well, I'll just consider the source and go on with my business as usual.

I don't have a lot to report here today, so I thought it would be a great time to take a cruise down memory lane and post a whole bunch of pictures of some of the "importants" in my life. Some are still a part of my life and some are resting in their graves, but each one enriched my life and led me to where I am today. God bless each and every one for they were a gift and I am so very thankful to have known them. Without them, life wouldn't have been nearly as sweet.

This is an oldie here. This is the mare that my mom and dad gave me for Christmas one year when I was 12-13 years old. Still to this day, she ranks as the best gift ever. Her name was Flexy, but we just called her Flex. She was one hot tamale, that one. Taught me just about everything that I know about riding horses. She was incredible and I miss her still. She was layed to rest at the ripe old age of 33 on the same day as her daughter (who is not pictured here today) and I miss her still. She was "pure gold" and loved to run...she could fly like the wind and turn on a dime and give you 9 and a half cents change. She was the best and she knew it!



This was my next horse Kadie. She was also a gift. My hubby surprised me with this little mare and she is the most perfect, angelic, never do anything wrong horse that I've ever rode in my entire life. She is a mountain pony extraordinaire and is unflappable...unless we encounter a spotted cow, or a monk dressed in "Friar Tuck" garb...then she's outta there...hang on!
And...she gave me my Ladde boy.



She's just 15 hands high and slight of build and every inch the lady. Who woulda thought that she would produce such a big boy.


And here's Ladde at just barely a year old and already the height of his mother. Yep, a full 15 hands on his first birthday. We just had no clue what was to come. At birth he was an exceptionally large colt with excessively long legs and big bones. Be careful what you wish for.
In my eyes though, he's perfect and will always be a very special horse and hold a very special place in my heart.

He has changed some over the years hasn't he? See the butterfly on his shoulder?



And here's my hubby with Kadie on the left and our grand dame of the herd, Siri. She's the ghost wind mare. We had no idea what that was when we bought her, but while reading the book, the lineage in the book looked very familiar. We got out Siri's registration papers and found them to be an exact duplicate straight through from 1864 ish to her grandfather. Pretty cool! We tried to breed her years ago, but it wasn't meant to be. My hubby rode her for years as his main trail horse. She just turned 27 years old and is pretty much retired now...she looks and acts much younger than her age though.

These pics were taken a couple of years ago when we took the girls out for a stroll. They loved it!

And this is our beloved Mis Star of David, or as we fondly referred to her, Scooter. She is buried on our property along with Flex and her daughter Bo. We miss her greatly. She gave us Harley. She was the best momma in the world, and she loved her boy.

Here's Harley as a little weiner...I think he was 3-5 months old in this picture. He looks a little bit different than he did then. There used to be no white except for his blanket...not so today.

Whereas Ladde was a big boned, lankey and funny looking foal...Harley was drop dead gorgeous. The cutest foal in the whole, wide world...and he knew it!

He got the nickname of Spunky from me and it still fits him. He was and still is a snuggle bunny and is very laid back...as different from Ladde as night and day. I prefer riding Harley in the woods over Ladde. Harley is 15.3 hands high and is a better fit. The first time I sat on Harley it felt like slipping on a favorite old slipper. And, he listens more than any other horse I've ever ridden. He can be lazy though...nobody's perfect. My little Spunky.

Mom and son, Scoot and Harley - looking more alike as the years go by.

It was only about 5-6 months after these pictures were taken that we had to let go of our beloveded Scooter and lay her to rest under our apple tree.

Enjoying the mister in the good old summertime.

See Harley's shades...he's too cool for a regular old flymask!

Kadie and Harley enjoying some spring grass. Harley looovves Kadie - she tolerates him.

And aaaaacccckk!!!!!!!!!!!!! What the heck kinda horse is that!!???

Never fear ... it's Llama Dude!!!! aka Merlin.

He thinks he's a horse...just ask him!!

Next time, I'll have to post about my hubby's favorite horse, Affermative Shadow.

Until then, blessings to all from cingspots :)