tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-369246222008-10-10T13:59:50.419-07:00stories from sweetgrass farmsuehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comBlogger368125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-80005393013672080892008-10-10T13:42:00.000-07:002008-10-10T13:59:50.435-07:00birdies on the loose!!!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SO--4LGunzI/AAAAAAAAC3E/eXrX76-Ho7w/s1600-h/birdies+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255629162427621170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SO--4LGunzI/AAAAAAAAC3E/eXrX76-Ho7w/s320/birdies+002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Well, today was a big day for the guineas... I let them out this afternoon into the big world. The keets are fully feathered now and nearly the size of their Mom... they have been flying for weeks (well flying as best they can in the stall) and with the weather so perfect, I just couldn't bear to have them miss out on it. </span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">Naturally, they were a bit cautious, especially Mama bird, but with a bit of coxing they headed out the back doors of the barn. They were pretty excited when they felt the sun and found they could roll around in the dirt and look for buggies and such.</span></p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SO--snzMa3I/AAAAAAAAC28/48lqLl07p_w/s1600-h/birdies+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255628963971885938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SO--snzMa3I/AAAAAAAAC28/48lqLl07p_w/s320/birdies+006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /> <span style="font-family:arial;">Mama bird was pretty watchful over her babies, and kept them close to her. They are so good, and when she calls, they do exactly what she asks them to do. I kept a close eye myself, after letting the barn kitties out and not ever seeing the big gray boy, Sammy, again... I am a bit gun shy about letting these guys loose. But, it would be hard for them to do "bug duty" cooped up in the barn forever, I got them to patrol the barnyard.. and that means, being loose.</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SO--ePh1inI/AAAAAAAAC20/kDqUJPfVWl0/s1600-h/birdies+010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255628716938463858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SO--ePh1inI/AAAAAAAAC20/kDqUJPfVWl0/s320/birdies+010.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></p><br /><br /><br /> <span style="font-family:arial;">They didn't travel too far from the barn, they went into the woods a bit, but didn't stay long. They made their way out to the manure pile, and into the pasture (Tonka had fun chasing them out of the paddock) looking for bugs and scratching around. They loved eating the "greens" and just seemed so happy to be out in the world. </span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">Before I left I did herd them back into their "house" which was all nice and clean and had a big bowl of food waiting for them. They had a nice meal and then began to bed down for a rest after a day of exploring. So, the guinea hens are on the loose..... look out bugs, they're coming after you!!!!!</span></p>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-42824067422474014822008-10-09T06:17:00.000-07:002008-10-09T06:22:53.114-07:00the neighbor's view<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SO4EwVsR_LI/AAAAAAAAC2s/qFrRTjy5o8A/s1600-h/Maine+Fall+2008+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255143043691052210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SO4EwVsR_LI/AAAAAAAAC2s/qFrRTjy5o8A/s320/Maine+Fall+2008+007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;">One on my big hopes with moving into a "new" neighborhood... is that we would be very good neighbors to have. We have told Mike (who is our closest neighbor) that if any of our animals, or whatever is bothersome to his family, he needs to tell us about it. I popped over to visit with him a minute the other day, and his sister is visiting from Florida... she told me she got a nice picture of Tonka thru the trees... and sent me this copy of it.... it pleases me to know that the neighbors are enjoying their new "view".....</span></div>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-54892693333287742012008-10-09T05:34:00.001-07:002008-10-09T06:00:09.692-07:00docks and beams<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SO37XN-m3bI/AAAAAAAAC2E/Rm8YbzGcRMs/s1600-h/wildlife+104+012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255132716519054770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SO37XN-m3bI/AAAAAAAAC2E/Rm8YbzGcRMs/s320/wildlife+104+012.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Living in the heart of apple country (we have several large orchards in the neighborhood) the signs of fall are very easy to see. I think I have eaten more apples this fall than I have in my entire life, but they are so good, and being able to run down the road and get them fresh off the tree.... amazing!!!</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">I haven't picked out my fall pumpkins yet, but will do that within a day or two. I need a few for the party on Sunday, and what is the fall without a nice batch of roasted pumpkin seeds. Course, this year with "no kids" around, I will have to clean the pumpkins myself, but the seeds will be worth the work.... googy as it is!!!</span></p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SO37MjVxVSI/AAAAAAAAC18/z5JcaA8lV8A/s1600-h/wildlife+104+015.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255132533274793250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SO37MjVxVSI/AAAAAAAAC18/z5JcaA8lV8A/s320/wildlife+104+015.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;">And all too soon, it's time for the docks to be taken out of the lake. Two summers ago, Ed decided to go with the "light weight aluminium docks"... well, they are better than water heavy wooden docks, but there isn't much that is light about even these. Fortunately, ever faithful Dave and Nate came to brave the waters and help Ed get the docks up on dry land. I always tell Ed that he should pull the docks on Labor Day weekend, when the water is still warm.. but he can never bring himself to do it "that early"... so, here it is October and the water certainly isn't warm!!! I suppose it's better than the year they were pulled in November!!! And Ed seems to think that the wet suits do help a little, but I am not so sure that Nate would agree with that idea. Charlie of course, had the last doggie swim.. he couldn't help but get one more jump in the lake before the season comes to the end. </span><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SO37AkN1DPI/AAAAAAAAC10/Cu4bn3We3I4/s1600-h/wildlife+104+021.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255132327351487730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SO37AkN1DPI/AAAAAAAAC10/Cu4bn3We3I4/s320/wildlife+104+021.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Bundle by bundle the beams are being unwrapped. Ken sands them all by hand, and will then apply a light stain and oil before they go into place. He says its easier to do them on the ground, and it will protect them as they go into place, but what a job this is. Every beam is handled with care, and the sanders have been running for the past two days. Fortunately, with the "walk out cellar", the beams that have been done are tucked away out of the weather. The cellar looks like a workshop!!!<br /></span><br /></div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SO3605ZzkrI/AAAAAAAAC1s/jZpiZrXriW0/s1600-h/wildlife+104+023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255132126880436914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SO3605ZzkrI/AAAAAAAAC1s/jZpiZrXriW0/s320/wildlife+104+023.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I can't decide if there are enough to make a house or not. There seems to be a lot of them, but when I think.. "that's my whole house" it doesn't look like there are enough. I am sure, after sanding them all... Ken and Eric know that there are more than enough!!!!</span></div><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SO36kAbynCI/AAAAAAAAC1k/M7E3kySJ018/s1600-h/wildlife+104+020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255131836710034466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SO36kAbynCI/AAAAAAAAC1k/M7E3kySJ018/s320/wildlife+104+020.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SO36kAbynCI/AAAAAAAAC1k/M7E3kySJ018/s1600-h/wildlife+104+020.jpg"></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">In some ways it's sad to think that all this beautiful work is just going to be covered over when the beams go together. I noticed, too, that they are all numbered, so this certainly will go together like a big kit.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:arial;">can't wait to see it...................</p><br /><br /></span>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-28622888338522238772008-10-03T16:22:00.000-07:002008-10-03T16:35:11.384-07:00ok rain.....<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOapvwFeCqI/AAAAAAAAC1c/yrWWDdkpKnw/s1600-h/103+027.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253072653201050274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOapvwFeCqI/AAAAAAAAC1c/yrWWDdkpKnw/s320/103+027.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Ok rain.. you can go "home now".... another day of off and on showers. Ken and Eric are in the process of opening up the bundles of timbers and trying to get them ready so they can stain them and prepare them for assembly. They would get a group opened up, laid out and here comes another shower!!!! Ugh!!!</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">But, it seemed like the cellar was staying pretty dry, so, they decided to move the timbers "in" and work where they had a better chance of staying out of the rain.<br /></span></p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOapkM2bOmI/AAAAAAAAC1U/nHpYcWims1U/s1600-h/103+031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253072454764149346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOapkM2bOmI/AAAAAAAAC1U/nHpYcWims1U/s320/103+031.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">The timbers are so pretty.... I can't wait to see a few done, and even more excited to see some up and in place. IF the weather will co-operate, they hope to have some ready next week. I hope so, because I have had this "brilliant" idea of having an "open house" next Sunday, and have invited a huge number of friends and family to come and see the "farm" and (hopefully) some timbers standing!!!! </span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOapX7IgmPI/AAAAAAAAC1M/B6GV0h30Ako/s1600-h/103+039.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253072243849730290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOapX7IgmPI/AAAAAAAAC1M/B6GV0h30Ako/s320/103+039.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></p><br /><br /> <span style="font-family:arial;">I also had it in my mind, that rain or shine, Tonka was going into harness today!!! We have skipped out on too many days, and I don't want to "get behind" with him. So, I harnessed him up and out we went. As you can see, we got a peek of sun, which made the afternoon very pleasant.... and even though Tonka and I were walking in a very sloppy field... it was great fun. He's doing well... now, I just need to get my confidence up and pull that cart out!!!! I am comfortable ground driving, but the cart adds another element in my mind... and I "just got to do it!!!"</span><br /><br /><br /><div></div>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-64621164278702856752008-10-03T15:57:00.000-07:002008-10-03T16:18:44.245-07:00sneak preview....<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOakTgGD8-I/AAAAAAAAC1E/Vn3XTCpOotk/s1600-h/103+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253066670314091490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOakTgGD8-I/AAAAAAAAC1E/Vn3XTCpOotk/s320/103+001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Off and on all week, it has been rainy. This is a bit discouraging because the builders can't work as fast as they would like, and it seems like whenever I want to get Tonka into harness... the sky opens and the rain pours down. Yesterday afternoon, just when it looked like we might have a little break, a big black cloud appeared and I didn't even bother to take out the harness. However, look at the treasure we got instead.... a beautiful full rainbow over the field. Sadly, this picture really doesn't do justice for it's beauty... but I tried just the same. </span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOakG5hB2_I/AAAAAAAAC08/67-PcftY0zc/s1600-h/103+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253066453799787506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOakG5hB2_I/AAAAAAAAC08/67-PcftY0zc/s320/103+007.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></p><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Ken and Eric worked thru the rain showers as best they could, and by the end of the day... they had the foundation decked over. Ed couldn't resist taking a little stroll around the "house".. and here he stands in our new entry way!!!</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOaj8PuHWdI/AAAAAAAAC00/13YS2oN35Yk/s1600-h/103+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253066270781692370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOaj8PuHWdI/AAAAAAAAC00/13YS2oN35Yk/s320/103+008.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">And this is the view of the field that we will have from our front door!!!</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOajxNW9WEI/AAAAAAAAC0s/Oaqk1wn_p3g/s1600-h/103+019.jpg"></a></span> </p><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOajxNW9WEI/AAAAAAAAC0s/Oaqk1wn_p3g/s1600-h/103+019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253066081169135682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOajxNW9WEI/AAAAAAAAC0s/Oaqk1wn_p3g/s320/103+019.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOajxNW9WEI/AAAAAAAAC0s/Oaqk1wn_p3g/s1600-h/103+019.jpg"></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOajxNW9WEI/AAAAAAAAC0s/Oaqk1wn_p3g/s1600-h/103+019.jpg"></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Earlier this week, Mary had asked if I would like to come and see the puppies, and if I would be able to help her trim their nails. (they are very strong and wiggly, so it takes more than one set of hands to do nail trimming!!!!) I said I would love to come, and could Kas and Nate come and see their new baby. Mary was happy to have them come, so we snuck over last night!!!! </span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">Even though I know puppies grow at an amazing rate, I can't believe how much these guys have changed in the two weeks since they were born. They are very strong, and they might be little, but, when you hold them, you really have to hang on!!! They have their eyes open now, and are beginning to walk.... and Rosie has been the most wonderful Mom!!! She was very patient with us standing around her box... she accepted the fact that Mary would pick the puppies up and hand them to us. She accepted the pats and compliments we gave to her... so, when it was time to trim nails, I thought I would just step into the box with Mary and the puppies and do them there. Well, that was the point where Rosie put her foot down... with a very gentle... but SERIOUS growl and direct eye contact, she told me in no uncertain terms, that I had crossed the line. I quickly respected her wishes, and backed off, and she calmly laid down with her babies, happy that I had gotten her message. So, we trimmed nails in the kitchen, Mary brought out one baby at a time, we did the nails and returned them to Mom.... who was happy with this arrangement. She is really such a wonderful girl, and if Kas and Nate's baby takes on after his Mama... they have got themselves a real prize for sure!!!!!</span></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-75590357195696324032008-10-02T06:21:00.000-07:002008-10-02T06:45:40.194-07:00house progress<span style="font-family:arial;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOTLqkjaH2I/AAAAAAAAC0k/lBJUyFjef3w/s1600-h/101+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252546997647974242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOTLqkjaH2I/AAAAAAAAC0k/lBJUyFjef3w/s320/101+001.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">The builders have been quite busy this week... putting in the supports for the floor and getting the "deck" on..</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> I now have a clear picture of the house floor plan, and even though I continually hold my breath as they easily walk across the open floor supports..... I can "see" my kitchen, living room, dining room and craft room. </span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">I have been known to make such comments as "you did wipe your feet before walking into the kitchen?"<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOTLfZrqaQI/AAAAAAAAC0c/6x-JRsF75tA/s1600-h/101+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252546805751245058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOTLfZrqaQI/AAAAAAAAC0c/6x-JRsF75tA/s320/101+005.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">This has been a long process, Ken is very particular of getting everything just so. It makes good sense though, if everything is lined up, level and "perfect".. the rest of the house will go together just in the same way. He is extremely pleased with Scott's foundation and has remarked several times that it is about as perfect as a foundation could be. I guess in the 30 plus years he has been building houses, some of the foundations that he has worked with has been... well, let's just say... anything less than perfect.. couple even make the<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOTLUJumJVI/AAAAAAAAC0U/vUxlGvBHZ-4/s1600-h/101+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252546612490020178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOTLUJumJVI/AAAAAAAAC0U/vUxlGvBHZ-4/s320/101+006.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-family:Arial;">"nightmare" comment!!!! We knew we could count on Scott and his crew for a good solid base for our new home!!</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">The time for decisions has also come. Ed and I need to pick out a stain for the beams. Ken brought us a few choices and I think we have narrowed it down. There could be several "hundred" different choices, but I asked him to give me just a few.... sometimes having too much to choose from, isn't helpful. We know pretty much what we like and don't like... so, when we see something that isn't "right".. we know it. Unlike paint or wallpaper though, whatever we "go" with will be "it".. and in some ways, that is a scary thought!!!</span></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOTLJQ0h0UI/AAAAAAAAC0M/CnhFp6CELxY/s1600-h/101+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252546425415389506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOTLJQ0h0UI/AAAAAAAAC0M/CnhFp6CELxY/s320/101+007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>This is <span style="font-family:arial;">the last time that I should see the sky from the cellar!!!! </span></div><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">The next big stage will be raising up some beams... there is still a lot of detail work to be done before that actually happens, but, as far as "big" work goes... that is what will happen next.</span> <div><br /><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-89136283012798892842008-10-01T13:31:00.001-07:002008-10-01T13:49:35.374-07:0023 today!!!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOPe1OdO4mI/AAAAAAAACDg/vaysV2xQvPg/s1600-h/101+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252286596439269986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOPe1OdO4mI/AAAAAAAACDg/vaysV2xQvPg/s320/101+002.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;">It is hard to believe that today is October, and even more so, that one of my babies is turning 23 this very day!!! Happy Birthday, Kas!!!! </span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">This is the first birthday that Kas and Nate have had together as a couple!!! The first year that Kassy's birthday came around, Nate was in boot camp, the next year.. he was in Louisiana doing clean up work from hurricane Katrina with the Marines, the next, he was some were in the ocean on an aircraft carrier and last year, he was serving in Iraq..... so, for Kas, one of her biggest presents is to be able to celebrate the day with Nate. I...on the other hand.... have been with Kas on every single birthday that she has ever had.... including her very first :-) so, I just couldn't imagine not spending some time with her today. Since she had to be at work and I had a dog student to meet with, we decided that we would meet bright and early for breakfast. Then, because we had the time, we took the dogs for a nice walk.... so, even though it's Kassy's birthday... I got a great gift too!!!! and the dogs really enjoyed going on their old walking route again. </span></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOPek28kC7I/AAAAAAAACDY/acO8HbBbtx4/s1600-h/101+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252286315250322354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOPek28kC7I/AAAAAAAACDY/acO8HbBbtx4/s320/101+003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /> <span style="font-family:arial;">After our walk, I was looking over the painting project that Kas and Nate have going.. and we thought we heard someone calling her name. Peeking out the window, we saw all the kids from the nursery school (across the street where Kassy works) standing out on the steps, and they were calling for Kassy. </span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">When she went out they said, "come over here" and they had a cake for her!!! So, that was a nice surprise and the children were so excited to be a part of her special day.</span></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOPebIg3hjI/AAAAAAAACDQ/teM9CXeViqU/s1600-h/101+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252286148167304754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOPebIg3hjI/AAAAAAAACDQ/teM9CXeViqU/s320/101+004.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">This is the cake that they decorated for "their teacher".....</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">tonite Kas and Nate are having a small party with their friends... but just having both her and Nate home again, safe and sound.... makes any birthday a special one..</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PEEKA...... we love you!!!!!!</span></p>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-5597870527399880082008-09-28T16:13:00.000-07:002008-09-28T16:30:48.697-07:00surprises....<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOAQPcCYbAI/AAAAAAAACDI/XTTYeIgOfSI/s1600-h/928+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251215022924262402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOAQPcCYbAI/AAAAAAAACDI/XTTYeIgOfSI/s320/928+011.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;">A couple weeks ago, I was given the nicest gift. A beautiful scrap book that was made by my friend/dog student Kelli. She has been taking pictures of her hubby, Rick and their Boxer, Mindy as they attended classes. She then put them into this book as a present for me. I have had a grand time looking at all the pictures and seeing all the dogs that have been in class together. She also put in all kinds of stickers and sayings that really add to the pages. I have only scrap booked one page, so I can only appreciate the time and thought that she put into it.....<em> thank you again, Kelli, it's beautiful and I will treasure it always!!!!</em></span><br /><p><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOAQFMm5meI/AAAAAAAACDA/KfDpDjTULD0/s1600-h/928+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251214846983772642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOAQFMm5meI/AAAAAAAACDA/KfDpDjTULD0/s320/928+006.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em> </p><br /><br /> <span style="font-family:arial;">Then... brother Bill, came up to the farm with another gift for me!!!! An old fashion "dinner bell"!!! He had a friend hand forge this and it is a copy of a dinner bell that was in a barn in Rowley, MA. It's hard to see, but the plate on the top is carved out and says Sweetgrass Farm. Bill was going to do the cooking for me at the tracking clinic, and he thought the bell would be perfect to call us in from the field when it was time for lunch. AS you all know, this wasn't able to happen, but, this bell will be hung and used at future meals times... maybe to call Ed in from the field!!!!! <em>so, a big thank you to Bill... it was a great thought and I will treasure this as well!!!!</em></span><br /><p><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em> </p><p><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em> </p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOAP7LTWiSI/AAAAAAAACC4/98gAjDX244U/s1600-h/928+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251214674834655522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOAP7LTWiSI/AAAAAAAACC4/98gAjDX244U/s320/928+007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /> <span style="font-family:arial;">Well.... I have always felt a bit sorry for Mocha... being a mini, when she is in a regular stall... she really can't see what is going on in the barn like the big guys can. She is always sure she is going to miss out on meals or treats (and let's us know with very loud whinnies!!!)... and I just feel like she is in a big box. So, I asked Ed if we could make an opening in the bottom of her stall door, so she can peek out and be a part of the "world". Ed had our friend , Greg, weld up a panel and today he got it installed in her door. Not only does it look nice, but I can tell you Mocha certainly appreciates it....</span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOAPv97JByI/AAAAAAAACCw/oMRXs6jfZDU/s1600-h/928+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251214482264885026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SOAPv97JByI/AAAAAAAACCw/oMRXs6jfZDU/s320/928+008.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Once she realized how much she could see... she stood in front of the door enjoying all the attention and watching me sweep the alleyway and Ed drop down a bale of hay. It does look a little like she is in jail... but really, it's her window on the world..... and now she won't miss out on anyone who wants to come and visit!!!!</span></div></div>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-50581619585938411682008-09-28T05:47:00.001-07:002008-09-28T06:14:37.856-07:00all for a turtle!!!!<span style="font-family:arial;">I got up yesterday morning and nearly pitched a fit... well, maybe I did pitch a fit.... because, there were peaks of sun and no rain at all. I cancelled the tracking clinic because "they" told us all about the "extremely rainy weekend" we would have, with chances of mild flooding, etc etc... and I see the sun!!!! I turn on the weather and now "they" say, "we have a bit of a lull in the stormy weather and for the most part the morning will be good"... thanks a lot!!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">I run down to the barn, do morning chores and head back home. Just as I am getting out of the shower, the phone rings... it is a dog student of mine, they are at the barn looking for the tracking clinic... oh NO!!!... I sort of forgot that I had invited all of my classes to pop in and watch the clinic... I have no idea who might be showing up to watch.... great!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">Ed and I run back to the barn... and actually find a few of my students there. Fortunately, they were all happy to look around the barn, meet the horses and "see" where I now live. I still feel bad that they made the trip and didn't see the clinic... but, you know... I really just have to let it go.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SN99iXog4nI/AAAAAAAACCg/HV_MpQZBftM/s1600-h/928+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251053719950254706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SN99iXog4nI/AAAAAAAACCg/HV_MpQZBftM/s320/928+002.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Since it appeared that we had an "extra" day, I thought that maybe we should go and move Titus. I had left him with Kas and Nate when we moved, just because moving that tank of his is a project all of it's own... and requires manpower!!! It wasn't raining, so I thought, good let's get it done.</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">We asked Nate if he would help (course he was happy to do so) and told Kas and Nate that if they could come to Acton to help us move the tank in, I would feed them supper to boot... such a deal. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">It took me over an hour to break the tank down... I also got everything cleaned, thinking that way, I could just set it back up when we got it in. The idea worked well, but was time consuming. </span></p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SN99stTU7LI/AAAAAAAACCo/eLIn_nGLgbI/s1600-h/928+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251053897565662386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SN99stTU7LI/AAAAAAAACCo/eLIn_nGLgbI/s320/928+001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Wouldn't you know just as we were ready to load the tank into the back of the truck, the sky opened and the rain began.. so much for the lull.... poor Ed and Nate were nearly soaked by the time the tank, stand, and all the equipment was loaded into the truck. (what is IT with me and the weather this weekend???)</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">The ride home went well. Titius wasn't too happy about being stuck in card board box... but all in all, it was uneventful. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:arial;">It was pouring when we got back.... Ed and Nate hauled the tank in, Kas began to start supper, and I began to get Titus's house back together. After we were settled in, I looked at the four of us, eating supper, wet to the skin and thought "all of this for a silly turtle".... but today, as he happily swims about his tank and comes over to say hello... I am very glad... I like my little turtle!!!! I also like the idea that we will only move this thing one more time!!!</p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SN99XnWEjBI/AAAAAAAACCY/2eYVNbMez58/s1600-h/928+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251053535189306386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SN99XnWEjBI/AAAAAAAACCY/2eYVNbMez58/s320/928+003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></span><br /><br /><div> <span style="font-family:arial;">And the rain has finally come. Aside from ruining my weekend plans, it really is pretty. The lake has a different sound with the rain... and because it's tropical.. the weather is very warm... almost like an August day.</span></div><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">The horses seem to enjoy it, they are out grazing every day.... and Mocha is doing just fine, so what ever she had... has passed. </p><br /></span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SN99NZM21vI/AAAAAAAACCQ/wFlpwUMaEDo/s1600-h/928+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251053359593871090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SN99NZM21vI/AAAAAAAACCQ/wFlpwUMaEDo/s320/928+004.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></span> <span style="font-family:arial;">We got a fair amount of rain during the night, so I am watching the docks, there is a good chance the water will be over them before the day is done. We will need to pulling them out within the next couple of weeks, can't believe the "summer" season has come to the end......</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-69446925844638949972008-09-26T20:16:00.000-07:002008-09-27T17:32:56.732-07:00does it have to be this weekend???<span style="font-family:arial;">Back in February (I think it was) I told my dog club that it might be fun to hold a tracking clinic in the fall on our farm. Everyone thought that would be a fine idea, so we hired a judge and people signed up, and I have been waiting all summer to host the clinic. All week, I have been fussing around the barn, getting Ed to put things here and there and making it look as good as possible. I have been excited for friends to come and see the barn, the house being built and enjoy our field with their dogs..... THEN... around Tuesday, they started talking rain for the weekend. Oh come on.... NOT this weekend.</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SN2mVc-9u2I/AAAAAAAACCE/VpgD-9BJSdI/s1600-h/housepics+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250535628071615330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SN2mVc-9u2I/AAAAAAAACCE/VpgD-9BJSdI/s320/housepics+002.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">work on the house is really coming along. Tony, as promised, made the back yard look beautiful after getting the septic system in. My dogs are going to have a great place to run around, and that walk out cellar is a dream come true. Now, with rain on the way... I hope the dirt will stay in place... because it's not just "rain".. it's a tropical storm (Kyle) coming up the east coast, and even though we live "in-land" we can still be in for some heavy rains.....</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></p><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SN2mJ-q7g8I/AAAAAAAACB8/8WIOKDgVX70/s1600-h/housepics+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250535430955959234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SN2mJ-q7g8I/AAAAAAAACB8/8WIOKDgVX70/s320/housepics+003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Playing it on the safe side... our builder.. Ken covered everything up and got all the tools and equipment tucked under cover.... </span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SN2l_keR6II/AAAAAAAACB0/r6GgRmx_aT0/s1600-h/housepics+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250535252124887170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SN2l_keR6II/AAAAAAAACB0/r6GgRmx_aT0/s320/housepics+004.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">His efforts paid off, because this morning, it was raining.. earlier than predicted... after much thought, I decided we best cancel the tracking clinic..... it just isn't fun working in the rain... with wet dogs who are trying to figure out just what you are talking about..... </span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">and the forecast looks very wet right thru Monday....</span></p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SN2l1KS4S_I/AAAAAAAACBs/P4imECq-Uro/s1600-h/housepics+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250535073299057650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SN2l1KS4S_I/AAAAAAAACBs/P4imECq-Uro/s320/housepics+001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I gave the horses a quick breakfast and let them out... a little rain won't hurt and they might be stuck inside the rest of the weekend if we get high winds. I had a doctor's appointment, so Ed and I didn't get back to the barn until early afternoon. The big boys were out grazing... I went to get my rake to do stalls when I heard Ed say "what's wrong with Mocha?"</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">I don't know "what's wrong with Mocha"... I look and see her laying just outside her stall door... shivering... OH NO.. this is NOT good. I called to her and she didn't get up... so I grab her halter and tell her she has to get up... she does. We bring her in, check her over.... I take her temperature... normal.. but she is shivering.... so, while Ed begins to walk her up and down the alley way.. I call the vet... can you guess.... his day off. But they give me his cell phone number and some suggestions for Mocha... Keep her moving, maybe give her a good curry to warm her up.. cover her... see if she will eat. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">We offered her some hay.. she picks at it... unusual for my "piggie mini".... I covered her with a blanket (I don't have a mini blanket.. next thing on my list).... and then-- am relieve to see her poop...ya!!!! she goes back to her hay and is a bit more interested. I begin to pick out the other stalls, keeping a close eye on her. After a bit, she seems to be warming up, and much more interested in hay. From what we can guess, she just got chilled out in the wind and rain. And because she hates to be in the barn alone.... when the boys were out, she stayed out. I close her in, close her window and think that if she gets upset that the boys are out and she is stuck in, her moving about will be good for her. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">The vet called back... he waed a little worried about colic but happy to hear that she has pooped, eaten and seems more lively... he told me just to keep an eye on her. We have checked her twice more.. this last time, she seemed back to her old self, and happily went after the hay that I brought ... so I guess we are ok and I hope that I can get some sleep tonite....</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">So, no tracking clinic... close watch on a little horse, and tropical rains..... not exactly what I had planned for the weekend.... </span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">oh well....................</span><br /><p></p>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-56480109267938325612008-09-24T13:11:00.000-07:002008-09-24T13:28:45.620-07:00it's a ....<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNqgCIcqqCI/AAAAAAAACBk/vtkTA8BYjNo/s1600-h/septhouse+041.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249684274141636642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNqgCIcqqCI/AAAAAAAACBk/vtkTA8BYjNo/s320/septhouse+041.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">House!!! The truck arrived bright and early this morning with all the timbers for the house. Since the drive was too tight of a turn, it was just as easy to bring the "lull" out and grab the bundle of timbers and bring them into the house site. </span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNqf0_-EtCI/AAAAAAAACBc/JkhmhNAlv2E/s1600-h/septhouse+043.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249684048527537186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNqf0_-EtCI/AAAAAAAACBc/JkhmhNAlv2E/s320/septhouse+043.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Ed couldn't help himself and had to open one of the bundles and take a peek. They are beautiful and smell so good!!! </span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNqfnxxxxrI/AAAAAAAACBU/O2w196WfEbE/s1600-h/septhouse+044.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249683821379569330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNqfnxxxxrI/AAAAAAAACBU/O2w196WfEbE/s320/septhouse+044.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><span style="font-family:arial;">The "builders" got the cellar walk out wall framed up yesterday. Today was a lot of "fuss work".. just getting everything measured and plumbed... when I left this afternoon, they were beginning to get the "deck" put on the foundation. </span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNqfaZLbFpI/AAAAAAAACBM/81kmCG3BgIY/s1600-h/septhouse+053.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249683591437948562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNqfaZLbFpI/AAAAAAAACBM/81kmCG3BgIY/s320/septhouse+053.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;"> Course you always have to have a little "playtime" on the farm. Ed's little John Deere tractor has been acting up. He's pretty sure that it's just a matter of old gas, but still the ol' gal wouldn't start. Being a "crank start"... it would have been alot of work to get her going... so, brother Bill brought up his old tractor.. and with a bit of pulling and some fresher gas....</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNqfNUeQr7I/AAAAAAAACBE/84HCPnKphOo/s1600-h/septhouse+055.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249683366836481970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNqfNUeQr7I/AAAAAAAACBE/84HCPnKphOo/s320/septhouse+055.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">he got her running again!!!<br /></span><div></div></div>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-61274169168598086342008-09-24T05:00:00.000-07:002008-09-24T05:12:05.372-07:00say cheeze!!!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNossvdGwbI/AAAAAAAACA8/bYRmX7_h_vY/s1600-h/septhouse+031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249557462818144690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNossvdGwbI/AAAAAAAACA8/bYRmX7_h_vY/s320/septhouse+031.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /> <span style="font-family:arial;">Doesn't this guy just make you smile???</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">This is Beau, he belongs to Dan (one of the site crew) "poor" Beau was sent to the truck, because he thought that the 6 inch pipe that the men were laying on the ground for the septic system.. would be fun to "retrieve"!!! I wish I had taken a picture of this big goofy guy running around with a length of pipe!!!! He only thought he was helping!!!!</span></p><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNoshcd2OQI/AAAAAAAACA0/B0Wt7JakDO4/s1600-h/septhouse+036.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249557268742420738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNoshcd2OQI/AAAAAAAACA0/B0Wt7JakDO4/s320/septhouse+036.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">And this handsome guy is <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Oden</span>... Tony's dog. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Oden</span> is being trained as a "blood scenting dog".... here in Maine, you can get special permits to train your dog to track wounded game (like deer).... at the moment there are only a handful of dogs that have their certificates to do this work.... <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Oden</span> is just a year old... and I'm not sure when he can get his certificate... but Tony is working on his training right now...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Arial;">I do have some views on the whole hunting thing... but the idea of knowing that some poor deer won't be left to die for no reason.. sits well with me. If <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Oden</span> can track it down, so that it is not "wasted".... I think that is a pretty good thing. I didn't realize that the "blood scent" thing <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">existed</span>.. I dare say Tony will be called out on a number of cases. But in the meantime... Oden is happy to be with Tony.. doing "digger work".....</span></div>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-62271673816350577302008-09-24T04:45:00.000-07:002008-09-24T05:00:34.138-07:00chuggin along<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNopSiUT-AI/AAAAAAAACAk/cYjg6b9dpqk/s1600-h/septhouse+029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249553714080118786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNopSiUT-AI/AAAAAAAACAk/cYjg6b9dpqk/s320/septhouse+029.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;">Now that the "site crew" has the foundation all back filled and ready for the builders.... they move their attention to the septic system. And again, Tony amazes me with his abilities to run that big "digger" and put everything just so!!!!</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">The other thing that is great fun, is the number of dogs that come along with the men. All of them had asked me if it was ok to bring their dogs to the work site... course, you don't have to check with me about dogs!!! And from a "trainers" point of view, I have had great fun watching all of them. I wish more dogs could have this sort of thing in their lives..... because they are so busy all day long, there is no doubt in my mind <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNopB3GaBZI/AAAAAAAACAc/bhKyT16Lsxg/s1600-h/septhouse+025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249553427601163666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNopB3GaBZI/AAAAAAAACAc/bhKyT16Lsxg/s320/septhouse+025.jpg" border="0" /></a>that they "crash" when they get home at night. Because the men have their minds on other things, these dogs have to "stay around" and have good recalls.... they all do!!! And because they do get to travel about, they have learn to be very social and good.... as of yesterday, there were four dogs on site.... two were "intact" males, and there wasn't one bit of trouble anywhere. Expect they do get under foot once on twice!!!!!</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">Before they leave the job, Tony assures me that my "back yard" will be "pretty"!!! They will cover everything over, bring in the loam... and seed it to boot!!! Might be that I will have a little grass growing before cold weather!!!!</span></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNoowZw7lLI/AAAAAAAACAU/jI68RExijhw/s1600-h/septhouse+022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249553127668683954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNoowZw7lLI/AAAAAAAACAU/jI68RExijhw/s320/septhouse+022.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br />Sp<span style="font-family:arial;">eaking of grass, the "boys" have done quite a job with the grazing area that we set up. As you know I was a little worried about getting them back on grass, and had a pretty small area for them to start out on.</span></div><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">Well, they made pretty quick work of it, to the point where we had to bump the paddock area out.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNoojACdoUI/AAAAAAAACAM/fATe9WhgjAQ/s1600-h/septhouse+024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249552897424597314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNoojACdoUI/AAAAAAAACAM/fATe9WhgjAQ/s320/septhouse+024.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Pretty easy to see where the "old paddock" ends and the new one begins!!! Needless to say they were very happy to move into the new area....guess that "formula" of one acre per horse seems pretty realistic.....</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-37429246688760386012008-09-21T18:08:00.000-07:002008-09-21T18:20:31.760-07:00a birthday ride<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNbwzlfaXmI/AAAAAAAAB_0/I3MNL80zl5Y/s1600-h/sept+barn+029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248647184774749794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNbwzlfaXmI/AAAAAAAAB_0/I3MNL80zl5Y/s320/sept+barn+029.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;">Tomorrow is Dave's birthday, so to celebrate, Nate planned a day on the motorcycles. We skipped out on church this morning and met for breakfast. Kas and Nate were on their bike, Ed and I on our bike and Dave on his bike. Deb followed in the car (thank goodness.... because the ride was too cold at first for Kas, and we had somewhere to put out "shopping goodies" that wouldn't fit on the bikes!!!)</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">It was an absolutely grand day. Still a bit warm for this time of year, and the leaves are just beginning to turn... but we couldn't have "asked" for better weather!!! I love riding the bike on the "back roads"... the traffic is less, you can take your time and really see the countryside. Ed and I have to make a "habit" of getting out more often... winter will be here soon, and the bike will be tucked away... so we need to enjoy it while we can.</span></p><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNbw-rWXqCI/AAAAAAAAB_8/VvpcmAQBJig/s1600-h/sept+barn+032.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248647375325997090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNbw-rWXqCI/AAAAAAAAB_8/VvpcmAQBJig/s320/sept+barn+032.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">People have asked if I miss living near the ocean.. and of course I do. But I have to say the "lake region" is just as pretty. I guess as long as I am near some body of water.. I am a happy gal.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">Once the leaves are in full color, we will certainly need to make this trip again.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">Happy Birthday, Dave... and thanks for the great idea today, Nate!!!!</span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNbw-rWXqCI/AAAAAAAAB_8/VvpcmAQBJig/s1600-h/sept+barn+032.jpg"></a>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-66395814905448493452008-09-21T13:50:00.001-07:002008-09-21T14:14:27.430-07:00grand-DOGS!!!<span style="font-family:arial;">Ed and I are at the point in our lives where we have "grand dogs!!!" I remember when my own parents were grand dog grandparents, and I used to send them all sorts of photos of their grand dogs and tell them about all the things that they did. Now, I find the same thing happening with our own grand dogs....</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">We "have" three grand dogs.... they are....</span></p><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNa09u8g-yI/AAAAAAAAB_k/Eqa-nM-jZRU/s1600-h/sept+barn+028.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248581388413762338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNa09u8g-yI/AAAAAAAAB_k/Eqa-nM-jZRU/s320/sept+barn+028.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNa0hVsiC0I/AAAAAAAAB_c/dRRQsKEpLTg/s1600-h/sept+barn+028.jpg"></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Kato..... (Sadie and Matt's pitbull)</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /> <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNa0FWy5GfI/AAAAAAAAB_M/rkRQ0k-9uhw/s1600-h/suepic+430.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248580419858274802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNa0FWy5GfI/AAAAAAAAB_M/rkRQ0k-9uhw/s320/suepic+430.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Tatter (Sadie's cocker) </span></div><em><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></em><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNa1Ec9hByI/AAAAAAAAB_s/I4Cn724S3lw/s1600-h/charliedog.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248581503845205794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNa1Ec9hByI/AAAAAAAAB_s/I4Cn724S3lw/s320/charliedog.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">And Charlie.. (Nate and Kassy's cocker)</span></div><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">Now, with the idea of "moving home" Kas and Nate began to talk about getting a second dog.. a little brother (or sister) for Charlie. They really didn't want another cocker and thought that a bigger breed would be fun to have. Looking around, they have "toyed" with the idea of a few different breeds, but so far, nothing seems to be exactly what they want..... UNTIL...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNa0OLqJs5I/AAAAAAAAB_U/4z3gvGaCdiA/s1600-h/blessing1_sm.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248580571487646610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNa0OLqJs5I/AAAAAAAAB_U/4z3gvGaCdiA/s320/blessing1_sm.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Yesterday!!! when this little bundle of joy entered the world!!!!</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">I didn't say too much about him in yesterday's blog.. but actually this little "chap" and I already have a "history" together.... for when he arrived in the world, he wasn't breathing, and I had great fear that we "had lost him" during his birth. I wasn't about to let him go without a good try, and after a few anxious moments, he began to come around..... and within a few hours, he was up and around and "wrestling" with his littermates over his spot on Mom. Right away, he became my "favorite" and a special little blessing in his own right. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">Well, after sharing the details of this story with Kas and Nate... they asked... "do you think Mary would consider us as "parents" for your special puppy?" so, we called and talked with Mary... and it looks like we will have a "new grand dog" within a few months!!!!</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">How cool is that?? Kas and Nate will have a new baby... I get to have this special guy as a part of my life, and Mary will be able to watch him grow up......</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"> Seems God has blessed us with another gift!!!!!</span></p><p><br /><br /></p>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-78840270726099573532008-09-20T18:47:00.001-07:002008-09-21T11:34:07.506-07:00midwife duties!!!!<span style="font-family:arial;">As some of you already know... one thing that is on my "list of favorite things to do".. is to play puppy midwife!!! It is so hard to describe how wonderful it is to watch a new life appear on this earth... especially when "it" is one of my most favorite animals... mainly dogs!!! Last spring I had the great pleasure of assisting my friend Julie and her German Shorthair Pointer with puppies... and I was just thrilled when my friend Mary contacted me late in August to ask if I might be interested in helping her with her Chesapeake Bay Retriever... Rosie. I couldn't wait for the big event. </span><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Then came that "wonderful" little notice with regards to jury duty, and I had great fears that I might have to miss Rosie's puppies coming into the world!!!! Mary wisely made up a list of "people to call", putting my name last, because I just couldn't promise her that I would be there when she needed me. But the Good Lord must have seen that my "services" where better needed for puppies, because last Monday when I reported for jury duty... I did not get picked for any of the three trials that were coming up. I contacted Mary and said I would love to be at the top of the "call list" as the week that the puppies were due.. I would be totally free. </span></div><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">Thursday evening, both Mary and I had our local (dog) club meeting. Rosie was in the "getting ready mode" (not eating great, temperature dropping, out of sorts) and Mary thought that she might be needing me soon. As I was traveling home from the meeting, Mary called on the cell phone... looked like the time was getting close and would I head to her house. </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">My first "drawback" about now living out in the country... you have to really think about travel time... at the "old" house, most everything was minutes away... but "out here" most everything is a half hour to an hour drive, and with the idea of puppies coming who knows when... I hustled along. When I arrived, Rosie was definitely looking "ready".. I felt pretty sure that we would have puppies by 3:00 am.. so I settled into Mary's guest room for a short snooze. A few times in the night, we were up with Rosie... things looking promising.. and then she would settle down and look at all of us like "why are you all up in the middle of the night". This is Rosie first litter, and often times with a young dog and a "first timer" they will and can fight off labor pains, not understanding what it is all about... so, you often have "long nights" with them. Well, Thursday turned into Friday with no puppies.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">I thought about heading home Friday morning, but each time I thought I would leave, Rosie would start in again, and I just didn't want to miss out. So, it looked like I would just be camping out with Mary and "her" Ed until the big event. All of Friday day was off and on.. as a rule, most dogs I have worked with never have "daytime puppies".. so it was pretty sure that I would be staying over another evening. I have to say, Mary and Ed took "very good care of me".... I was "spoiled" with all kinds of good eats, and it was wonderful to have such a nice long visit with them both. Mary and I have been friends for longer than I can think, but with our busy lives, we seldom have the chance to sit and talk about anything and everything... you can easily do that when waiting for puppies, and we certainly did. I had a great chance to talk with her Ed as well, I have always liked Ed very much and it was great fun to hear more about his life... he has some very interesting stories to share.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNWn97Ff0tI/AAAAAAAAB-8/pdhvRXw7f8E/s1600-h/rosie2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248285623044788946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNWn97Ff0tI/AAAAAAAAB-8/pdhvRXw7f8E/s320/rosie2.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">FINALLY around 7:00 pm (Friday) Rosie had to give into "her job". And her first little puppy was born around 7:30.. a beautiful little girl. Though the first couple of puppies were a little scary for poor Rosie, by the time the third one came, she now knew her "job" and really got to work. She was wonderful to midwife for.. and by 3:00 am (Saturday) morning.. Rosie, Mary and Ed (& Luke - the daddy dog) were now the proud parents of 8 beautiful puppies... 5 boys and 3 girls!!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNWn3LyQ6DI/AAAAAAAAB-0/1QF8ocu_QDQ/s1600-h/rosie3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248285507268438066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNWn3LyQ6DI/AAAAAAAAB-0/1QF8ocu_QDQ/s320/rosie3.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">Needless to say, we were all pretty tired by that point and time. Mary and Ed took shifts sleeping by the whelping box and <div>making sure that Rosie and her new family were settled and doing well... I crashed in Ed's big chair for a few hours.... just too tired to drive home. </span></div><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNWoEKO1EkI/AAAAAAAAB_E/d8UohreBzRY/s1600-h/rosie1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248285730189677122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNWoEKO1EkI/AAAAAAAAB_E/d8UohreBzRY/s320/rosie1.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNWn3LyQ6DI/AAAAAAAAB-0/1QF8ocu_QDQ/s1600-h/rosie3.jpg"></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I woke around 6:00 am (Saturday), and found Mary snoozing by the box... Rosie greeted me with a tired, but very proud look, and 8 little puppies were all cuddled in with their mom... it was an amazing sight. I bid them a quiet farewell, and snuck out of the house. The sun was just rising and it was a nice ride home after such an amazing couple of days. I doubt I will ever get tired of watching the miracle of birth.</span><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">I was happy to catch another few hours of sleep in my own bed. "My Ed" was happy to have me back home..... being the great guy that he is... he had "ran" the farm in my absence... tending to the horses.. the dogs, and still keeping the work crews on task with the house project. He is so supportive of me when I am running off and doing things like this....... (thank you so much sweetheart!!!)</span></p><br /><p>I <span style="font-family:arial;">spoke with Mary later this afternoon... "everyone" is doing well.... it will be so much fun to watch these little "guys" grown over the next couple of months..... I will keep you posted....</span></p>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-62088984388274467232008-09-16T14:11:00.000-07:002008-09-16T14:27:18.939-07:00just having way too much fun....<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNAhovRMeEI/AAAAAAAAB-s/InUYaYxiG8A/s1600-h/sept+barn+023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246730549653698626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNAhovRMeEI/AAAAAAAAB-s/InUYaYxiG8A/s320/sept+barn+023.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">So... while the work goes on around the foundation... and the "keets" are practicing their flying lessons... "work" continues around the farm. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">Ed and Nate are wiring the lights in the barn... because of the high ceilings, it's a lot of over head work and I appreciate the way they can both work from a ladder. Soon, there will be electricty to the barn, which I will really apprecaite, because (sadly) the days are already getting shorter.</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNAhdXML6rI/AAAAAAAAB-k/eNI3sYnwRW4/s1600-h/sept+barn+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246730354211678898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNAhdXML6rI/AAAAAAAAB-k/eNI3sYnwRW4/s320/sept+barn+006.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></p><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I have had a couple of questions from horse friends about "what are doing about water for the horses".. I had been lugging it from the camp in a five gallon jug.. which I will assure you, three horses made short work of. But, leave it to "my Ed"... he came up with a great plan. He had this tank that holds around 300 gallons of water. He strapped it to his small trailer, "plumbed" it all up in a spicket style, filled it at the camp, and then brought it down to the barn for me. What a treat!!! I can easily fill buckets now, and this amount of water should last me a little more than a week. So, until the well is hooked in, this is the system that I am using!!! </span><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNAhTFdO9kI/AAAAAAAAB-c/C_sWdojzoI8/s1600-h/sept+barn+026.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246730177652651586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNAhTFdO9kI/AAAAAAAAB-c/C_sWdojzoI8/s320/sept+barn+026.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">Another bit of excitement is.. today I got Mocha hitched into her new little cart!!! I have been working on ground driving with her... she needs a ton of work on steering and stopping.. but each day she gets better and better. Today's lesson went so well, that I took the bridle off and thought I would do a bit of leading with her pulling the cart. She did grand!!! In fact, she did so well, that Ed volunteered to sit in the cart as I lead her along. If this keeps up, I might be able to do some "real" driving with her within the next few weeks!!!!</span></div><div><br /> </div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNAhHizAEqI/AAAAAAAAB-U/8r8GA7KSpKE/s1600-h/sept+barn+027.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246729979370148514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SNAhHizAEqI/AAAAAAAAB-U/8r8GA7KSpKE/s320/sept+barn+027.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Tonka seems to enjoy watching Mocha work.. it's usually him that has the work going on.. and I do need to get him back in harness again and get his cart work going. I don't know, there just doesn't seem to be enough time in a day anymore...</span></div><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">guess I am having way too much fun......<br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><br /><br /></span>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-53020052405354164762008-09-15T20:08:00.000-07:002008-09-15T20:38:12.401-07:00when good pets go bad...<span style="font-family:arial;">Well, I don't know if "bad" is the proper word, but it is pretty obvious to us that the move has been harder on them than we would have thought. Our dogs are highly socialized and well trained... I have had them in many situations, and I never thought that the move would have bothered them. </span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">The thing is, we have actually moved twice in the past couple of weeks. See, our house is being built and won't be ready for us to move into until next spring.... so, we have been living in our camp for the past couple of weeks. There is another camp beside us that is "owned by the family"... it's really a regular house (cape style) that Ed and my brother in law, John built almost 20 years ago. The idea of the big camp, was that Ed's parents would retire and live there the better part of the year... but sadly, Ed's Dad passed before that could ever happen and his Mom passed last summer. We decided to try renting it out this past summer, and I am happy to say, that was done with pretty good success.</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">I was all for living in our little camp for the winter, but Ed had said all along that it would be better for use to move into the big camp. Well, once we had some of our personal things brought into the little camp, I quickly agreed, it would be just too small to spend the entire winter in.... so, once we were done renting the big camp..... we moved into it. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">The poor dogs... all summer long I have taught them "not to come over this way" (so not to bother the renters) and now I call for them the moment they leave the property!!!!! If I "can't" find them, I usually walk over to the small camp and find them sitting on the door stoop wondering why I am not there to let them in. </span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">I have also discovered that <a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SM8jhvqzJBI/AAAAAAAAB-M/Ehpu0NiQ4D0/s1600-h/sept+barn+012.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246451153548551186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SM8jhvqzJBI/AAAAAAAAB-M/Ehpu0NiQ4D0/s320/sept+barn+012.jpg" border="0" /></a>they really aren't "housebroken"..... they are "doggie door" trained, and with no doggie door to scoot out of whenever they need to... we have found several "presents" in the basement of this camp...they also don't know "where" to go.... so I find myself going outside with them, and encouraging them to "go", but to stay on this property. I know in time they will figure it out... but I just wish I could explain all of this to them. They seem pretty happy here, just confused....</span></p><span style="font-family:arial;">The cats on the other hand, are having a grand time.... technically they have three floors to "play" in... the basement (which I have gated off from the dogs) the first floor and then the second floor. The ceilings in the first floor are part cathedral, and it didn't take Mona too long to make a "look out" on the beams that run across the living room. Dancer soon joined her<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SM8jVHoWXZI/AAAAAAAAB-E/tt4VwI9wCIc/s1600-h/sept+barn+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246450936642428306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SM8jVHoWXZI/AAAAAAAAB-E/tt4VwI9wCIc/s320/sept+barn+011.jpg" border="0" /></a>, and they have great fun, hanging out on the beams and looking down on the "people" below. I dare say, one day they will attempt jumping down.... but so far they are pretty happy just to hang out there. </span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:arial;">It's kind of strange to be sitting and just relaxing and feeling like you are being watched... especially when you look up over your head and find out that you ARE being watched!!!</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">But, it is finally feeling alittle like home, we have our favorite chairs here, and our own bed. The dogs are beginning to get into the routine, and I have figured out what is going on with them... another couple of weeks, and we should have it down pat...... </span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">now just get thru jury duty....................</span></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-33292194124291740152008-09-15T13:25:00.000-07:002008-09-15T13:35:06.958-07:00the "guineas"<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SM7FTmx-rbI/AAAAAAAAB98/Z9MHoRE-pSw/s1600-h/sept+barn+022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246347556551568818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SM7FTmx-rbI/AAAAAAAAB98/Z9MHoRE-pSw/s320/sept+barn+022.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I heard on the news this morning, that the stock market is way down..... well (not making light of that situation, because I know that it is important)... but, maybe someone from Wall street should come and take a peek on the farm...</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">Because, with a bit of coaching from Mom.. the guinea keets are definitely "up".... Mom is beginning flying lessons and the keets are just so very proud of themselves... flying "all the way to the top" of the dog crate that I have in their stall. They are the funniest creatures to watch, and they fly up... peck around for a bit and then launch themselves off. A couple have actually had small flights across the stall.. course, stopping before they run into the wall or the door has been another matter!!!!<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SM7FH7VqlRI/AAAAAAAAB90/Y0i4qRNvD9s/s1600-h/sept+barn+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246347355911525650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SM7FH7VqlRI/AAAAAAAAB90/Y0i4qRNvD9s/s320/sept+barn+003.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></p><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Pearl, I think, is pretty pleased with her brood... we have some neat colors showing up as well.... three look very much like mama, two will definitely be white and one is a little tan/fawn color.</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">I am amazed at how fast they are growing, and I think we may need a "roof" on that stall before much longer....</span></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-86839821432703904692008-09-12T13:47:00.000-07:002008-09-12T14:11:24.191-07:00construction.. part 1<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMrWKycI4ZI/AAAAAAAAB9s/UBRUf2iwBpQ/s1600-h/septhouse+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245240196853195154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMrWKycI4ZI/AAAAAAAAB9s/UBRUf2iwBpQ/s320/septhouse+001.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;">So, now that we are "somewhat" settled, and the horses are settled... it's time to think about the house and get ready for the arrival of timbers!! (which should be happening within a few weeks). Fortunately, Nate has some time on his hands right now, so Ed has "hired him on" to help get us caught up. The first thing that needed to get done was tarring the foundation. What a messy and miserable job that is to do, but good weather (not too hot, and not too cold) was on our side and Ed and Nate got the tarring done in just a couple of days.</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMrWA-U4SeI/AAAAAAAAB9k/2c-Xw6l2v00/s1600-h/septhouse+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245240028245281250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMrWA-U4SeI/AAAAAAAAB9k/2c-Xw6l2v00/s320/septhouse+003.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></p><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Because we will be using the cellar as "living space" and my new kennel area... it will be heated, which meant that we needed to insult the foundation. No sense in heating a space and having the warmth sneak to the outside. This was another tricky job, the panels are light and don't like to stay put. Even though Ed used a construction "glue"... it wasn't much help, so Tony came to the rescue with the "digger".....</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMrV0nId3TI/AAAAAAAAB9c/eArZhZ_OY-E/s1600-h/septhouse+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245239815860772146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMrV0nId3TI/AAAAAAAAB9c/eArZhZ_OY-E/s320/septhouse+005.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I am amazed at the way he handles this big machine... it's fun to watch. He can place a huge scoop of dirt and drop it gently.... despite all the mud and the closeness... Nate and Ed could comfortably work around that big machine.....</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMrVqvrMyWI/AAAAAAAAB9U/zYK7v7pOCEw/s1600-h/septhouse+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245239646355245410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMrVqvrMyWI/AAAAAAAAB9U/zYK7v7pOCEw/s320/septhouse+006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;">This is the first time that I have had the chance to check out the cellar..... it's a little "hard to see", but now I have a better idea of what the walk out side will actually be like....</span></div><div><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:Arial;">It all looks a bit messy right now... and there's a lot of back fill to be brought in, but I have seen this "magic" before.. and within a few days, I know we will see some big changes......</span></div>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-13510301045195544882008-09-12T13:39:00.000-07:002008-09-12T13:47:25.415-07:00construction part 2<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMrUN38O0kI/AAAAAAAAB9M/TI_qWLUTk2Q/s1600-h/septhouse+009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245238050846331458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMrUN38O0kI/AAAAAAAAB9M/TI_qWLUTk2Q/s320/septhouse+009.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I think I now know where the term "dirt poor" came from..... it's expensive to buy "earth"!!!</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMrUCxWaUBI/AAAAAAAAB9E/7RubecQabpY/s1600-h/septhouse+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245237860098527250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMrUCxWaUBI/AAAAAAAAB9E/7RubecQabpY/s320/septhouse+011.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMrUCxWaUBI/AAAAAAAAB9E/7RubecQabpY/s1600-h/septhouse+011.jpg"></a></span> </p><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">In a matter of two days, we are now able to "walk into the cellar"....</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><br /><br /> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMrT3f5CMlI/AAAAAAAAB88/bI5_M3jmeGo/s1600-h/septhouse+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245237666433348178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMrT3f5CMlI/AAAAAAAAB88/bI5_M3jmeGo/s320/septhouse+014.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><br /> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">I am quite excited about a "walk out" cellar... think of those wet <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">doggie</span> feet that won't have to come into the house!!!</span></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMrTsDktPbI/AAAAAAAAB80/B0nvRwX-uC4/s1600-h/septhouse+018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245237469853334962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMrTsDktPbI/AAAAAAAAB80/B0nvRwX-uC4/s320/septhouse+018.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div> </div><div><span style="font-family:arial;">The back yard isn't so pretty right now, but that will improve with time....</span></div></div>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-21618342062974798632008-09-09T19:04:00.000-07:002008-09-09T19:26:23.797-07:00working on that "open mind"<span style="font-family:arial;">So say hello to juror number 186... that's me!!! And on Monday I reported to the court with 199 other people .. yes, there are 200 of us in all. They parked us down in the basement of the court and did their best to be very kind... but, running out of coffee and not having much to do... doesn't help much. We were given paperwork to fill out... watched a pretty informative video.. and then SAT....... and sat and sat and sat. They kept us pretty much up to date... that is, whether a case was going to need a jury or not..... because if I understand this correctly, "they" (people who are in court) can decide on the date of their case.. whether they want a jury or just go with a judge.... turns out that all the cases on Monday morning, went with the judge and so FINALLY at 12:30.. they released us!!!! I don't know if it will happen that way each time or not... BUT if it does... I need to get my attitude in line.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">Boy was I UGLY after that (poor Ed!!!).... it all seemed like a waste of time!!!! it was a perfect day.. I have a billion things to do, and there I sat in the basement of the building. I know I have no idea (thank you Lord) at how the court system works, nor do I understand just what it takes to do this jury thing.. I am sure it is a ton of work.. but, I can't help but think there could be a better way to do this.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">I did get to talk with some folks.. even saw a dog student there... but after a couple of hours, there just isn't too much you can say to "strangers"... I brought a book (which after I started it decided I didn't like it) and I did bring some cross stitch, but have decided that isn't the easier thing... so today, I bought some "sock yarn" and when I get called back in again, I think I will work on a pair of socks...no sense in wasting time.. and THANK YOU so much Dale and Karen for showing me how to knit.... it just might be the thing that keeps me together!!!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">I am on this jury duty until the end of October, and each night .. after 6:00... I have to call an 800 number to see if I need to report the next day. THIS is a real bother, because I now have to plan each day with the idea that it could change after 6:00... fortunately my private students understand all this and I make appointments with them, based on "what I find out after 6:00"......</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">I am very grateful that Ed is so good with the horses... (he has always been wonderful with the dogs) so I can get out in the morning and not have to run to the barn (though I had wondered if the horse smell could get me out of duty!!!!)... and I do understand that being on a jury is a very important thing... and I am physically and mentally able to serve... but I really do need to work on that "staying positive and keeping an open mind"... I am sure the Good Lord has a lesson in this somewhere.........</span>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-20019964380593279842008-09-05T18:51:00.000-07:002008-09-05T18:58:34.268-07:00"picnik"<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMHif9DdCsI/AAAAAAAAB8s/dRMqT9UgW_A/s1600-h/tonkaeats.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242720479828839106" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMHif9DdCsI/AAAAAAAAB8s/dRMqT9UgW_A/s320/tonkaeats.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;">a little bit ago, Kas found this website called "picnik"... where you can take your photos and "play around" with them and get all sorts of different looks...</span><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;"></p></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Here are a couple of shots I took of the boys and changed them up abit...</span><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span></p><br /><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">so, if you have nothing better to do with your time... check this out!!!</span></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMHiaZkIMVI/AAAAAAAAB8k/5b5Al3Ggjtg/s1600-h/silvereats.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242720384402862418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMHiaZkIMVI/AAAAAAAAB8k/5b5Al3Ggjtg/s320/silvereats.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div>suehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16620724712389142122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36924622.post-61858848448842579392008-09-05T05:53:00.001-07:002008-09-05T06:14:31.757-07:00playing with horses<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMEsg3ecZ6I/AAAAAAAAB8c/wT7IPxM4mSk/s1600-h/moving+067.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242520384395044770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMEsg3ecZ6I/AAAAAAAAB8c/wT7IPxM4mSk/s320/moving+067.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;">My dear friend, Betty, (who I have known from the dog world nearly forever) has been anxiously awaiting the arrival of the horses!!! She was so excited when she called me over the weekend and found out that they had arrived. Since she was on vacation this week... I told her to save a day and come and play. And yesterday morning, when I went out to feed, there was Betty waiting for me!!!</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">We had a wonderful day together!!! Betty is working with my trainer, Laura.. she is a bit undecided about whether she wants to learn to ride or not... but she does want to have good handling skills, so she and Laura are working together on "horsemanship" and horse knowledge. I admire Betty for being so smart and wanting to learn from the bottom up... too many folks decide "I want a horse"... then buy one, and have no idea what they have gotten into. Betty does amazing work with her Newfoundland.. so I knew that she would be an excellent "horse student".</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMEsSiSUlrI/AAAAAAAAB8U/eXv0i0JEDuU/s1600-h/moving+070.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242520138188887730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMEsSiSUlrI/AAAAAAAAB8U/eXv0i0JEDuU/s320/moving+070.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></p> <span style="font-family:arial;">We turned the boys out for some grazing time, and Betty... picked up a fork and got to work on the stalls!!!! I NEVER deny anyone who wants to come and pick stalls (hint, hint!!) We chatted all the time about horses, dogs, building (she is very clever and loves to hear all about the construction side of the house and barn!!) and the time flew by.</span><br /><p><span style="font-family:arial;">We pulled Mocha out and put her in harness... (oh my word... I forgot to tell everyone.... Ed bought a cart for Mocha... I must get some blog photos of that!!!) anyways, Mocha is in great need of a ton of ground driving before we hitch her... but, with Betty's help, the "lesson" went well.</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">Then I thought it would be fun to get Tonka in harness and do a little ground work with him. He hasn't been in harness since last spring when Butch and Becky came to help... so I was wondering how he would be. I have to say, all in all, he went quite well.... he had a couple of "sticky" spots past a boat w<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMEsEZ95CnI/AAAAAAAAB8M/blALzP4FjeM/s1600-h/moving+068.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242519895437544050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMEsEZ95CnI/AAAAAAAAB8M/blALzP4FjeM/s320/moving+068.jpg" border="0" /></a>ith a blue tarp on it (that's ok... I have a tarp and can fix that).... and he wasn't quite sure of that big dirt pile (looked a bit like a horse eating monster I am sure)... but Betty's calmness on the lead rope and my driving from behind, we conquered both those things, and by the end of the time, he passed quietly by and hardly noticed a thing. I did have him stand for a bit on the ties, still in harness, I don't want to get into the habit of "we're done and lets rush to the stall". Actually I think he was happy to have all the attention, but training on a positive note is key, and if he thinks his harness is fun.... all the better!!!!</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;">Now, as I said, Betty has a beautiful Newfie... which she brought with her!!! so nothing doing... I couldn't let her go without trying to get a photo of P'trosh and Mocha together!!!! Not too much difference in size.... I told P'trosh that I might even hook him to Mocha's cart!!!!</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMEsEZ95CnI/AAAAAAAAB8M/blALzP4FjeM/s1600-h/moving+068.jpg"></a></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Arial;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMErwjXpRiI/AAAAAAAAB8E/TbHFEGsR-YE/s1600-h/mocha%26dog.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242519554364098082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_On_4BCPDvqI/SMErwjXpRiI/AAAAAAAAB8E/TbHFEGsR-YE/s320/mocha%26dog.jpg" border="0" />