See, That didn't take much waiting.

Caib got woke up this morning to this. Pretty exciting!! Braden and Roger went out to feed cows this morning and a few minutes later Braden came running back in to give us the exciting news. He woke Caib up, and It amazes me: It takes Caib at least 30 minutes to get up and get dressed to do chores every day. But this morning it took him less then 30 seconds to get dressed and outside. Hmmm.......

you know.... I think one of the reasons I love exciting things like this is so that I can remind Caib that he does have the ability to move quickly. (it didn't take me much longer to throw on some sweat bottoms and a jacket, grab the camera and start snapping pictures.)Caib gets to raise and break this little filly. Thats why he was so excited. He wants to name her Lilly. But we have to see if that fits. What a GREAT morning.

Fat Horse and expectations

I struggle round this time of year.
I'm racing with the season.


It's still so cold and windy, too.
The weather just aint pleasin',


And I rush for warmer weather.
I want grass that's green and lush.


I long for those spring time flowers
Instead of brown grass and brush,


But one thing that I'll always love
'Bout this time of each fresh year,


Are the joyful expectations,
Of new life that's almost here.


It's always anticipation
That makes the wait worth while.


And the miracle that follows,
Brings meaning to the trial.

-Cathy Brian-




I thought maybe you'd all enjoy the wait with me. The horses Name is Buck, but despite that she is still expecting and so I share with you the anticipation. She should Foal any day now. I'll keep ya posted.

Blog on!

I figure if I hurry and blog on then no one else will comment on the last blog therefor I won't have to do much uh....... getting off my duff. So here's a few random pictures

Can you see why his name is Oreo?We've Graduated to two pony tails.

A tag that actually makes me get off my duff.

The first 3 people to respond to this post will get something made by me. My choice. Made especially for you.

Restrictions and Limitations:
1. I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
2. What I create will be just for you.
3. It will be done this year.
4. You have no clue what it's going to be, because I don't even know what it's going to be!
5. I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.


The Catch: You must re-post this on your blog and offer the same to the first 3 people who comment on your post and agree to do the same!So get ready for your mystery treat... but be prepared to share the love! Oh, and be sure to post a picture of what you get when you get it.

Just remember, I've got a year to do this and it may take that long. Then again..........

The person that I commented on left me with an out so I guess I'll leave my commenters with an out. (I have to be careful I don't get many comments) You don't have to do anything if you don't want to. Just Say Something.........Anything!!



Just kidding. I've been trying to be more giving anyway, so when I had the opportunity to do this, I thought I'd give it a try.

Finally an Inspiration.

I have had the desire for many years to try writing a book.

The phone rang one weeknight a couple of weeks ago and Caib answered it. I sat and listened as he talked briefly(typical for Caib) and then hung up the phone. "Who was that?" I asked.

"That was my teacher from school" He mumbles.

Then: "Mom, do you think Dad would let me have a Goat?"

"What?" I asked, wondering where the Idea of a goat suddenly came from. I expect Maybe dogs or possibly a horse, but a goat?

"Well, my teacher has a goat and she's worried that it's getting mean and will hurt her kids so she wondered if we want it."

Trying to avoid giving the wrong answer and watching Caib closely to try to see how he feels about this goat I reply: "You probably better ask your Dad."

Well, after some debate about the gender of the goat and where exactly Caibs teacher lived, Dad decided Caib could have the goat. After all, it is edible(so we thought and as if I could even bear the thought)

The very next Saturday Dad and the boys went and got this mean goat. Brought him home and staked him out by the fence(not steaked).

"He's tiny" was my first comment. He's, ruffly the size of a large Australian Shepherd.

"Yeah, well he's a pygmy goat. If I'd have known that......" Says Dad.

So, after church and dinner the next day Braden and Caib decided it would be fun to take this new goat on a walk. They did. I think every neighbor that drove by and saw them out walking their goat got the biggest kick out of it. At least there were some comments from the neighbors, as they laughingly told Dad what they'd seen.

But, despite everything. The little guy has the biggest attitude I've ever seen. And, he is tough Oh, yeah. Look out you big mangy cows he'll take any one of you down. I mean look at the size of his horns.


I can't help but love this little guy, who's horns reach to about my knees, I love his beard and those eyes.....very, very wise. Hm...........or devious well, anyway, I think I have the inspiration I need for the story I've been longing to write.