All the Pretty Horses

Wow, it was such a great day yesterday. Jeff's uncle, Timbo, was wanting to buy a couple of exposed heifers from a family friend, but wanted 'em preg-checked first. And, since I am the only one in the family with a truck larger than a 1/2 ton (and unwilling to "loan" it out), my services were needed to get the heifers to the vet and then to their new pasture. So, I got to haul cows for the day. It was what is becoming one of those rare moments in my life where I really felt like a cowgirl. Alas, the heifers were open (unbred), so I called Timbo up and gave him the news, at which point he instructed me to haul them to the sale barn if we weren't interested in buying them. Nope... even if we had the pasture, we wouldn't want any unbred cows. So, Woo-Hoo, more hauling and cowboyin'!! I really enjoyed myself.

Check out the pic - that's Jeff milling up some 2x4's. Over the weekend the wind kept us from putting up tin. By Saturday Jeff was tired of welding, at which point I picked up a rod for the first time in years and tack welded his sawmill tracks to the base to keep it from wobbling off. I was kinda pleased with myself - the last time I welded wasn't so great, but this time I picked it up and ran with it ... did pretty durned good. (for a rookie, at least). Most importantly, though, I was and am so very proud of Jeff - he really does enjoy running that sawmill and I love watching him run it. It just makes me feel so durned good to see real results so quickly - every minute and a quarter (or less), another board on the ground. I've got it on video, and hope to start uploading videos to Yahoo Video so I can add them to blogs. We'll see how that goes.

Sunday night Jeff's buddy, his cousin and their boys came over for a quick visit .... after 5 minutes with those 3 boys and I don't know if I'll be able to mentally handle 3 boys of my own. Whew!!! Snickers enjoyed all the extra attention and didn't mind at all their yells, slapping hands, yahoos, and rambunctiousness. Pepsi, however, didn't know what to make of them. I was about to have a nervous breakdown, wanting to allow them to "be boys", yet not wanting them to get in a position to be hurt by Pepsi, and also not wanting her to be scared or hurt by them. I finally just told them to leave her alone so she could eat, then retreated to where the men were hanging out and tried to ignore the fact that I could still see the boys hanging all over Snix and her fence. Jeff's buddy made a good point when he said it would do them some good to get hurt. I know from experience sometimes that's what it takes to learn.

I was relieved when their attentions turned to Chloe. She had a great deal of fun chasing, being chased and playing with them in the yard. I dunno, havin' a few boys like that of our own wouldn't be as bad, I don't think, if we had a few bombproof ponies and a dog for em' like Chloe.

grrrrrrrrrrrr... sometimes I hate this thing - keep trying to upload the pic, but after saying "done", it doesn't add the pic to the entry. I'll keep trying...........


Time you enjoy wasting, was not wasted. -John Lennon