That Darn Cat

Just when you're ready to string her up by her screen door hanging toenails...

Baaxter's feeling much better this morning.  I'm sure sleeping in his hay bag with his best cat friend yesterday helped :-).  

Under The Rainbow

It's been a crazy few days - bad storms, barn flooded...twice, Baaxter relapsed and gave me another scare (Tim thinks he's faking being sick so he doesn't have to move to the barn ;-), Bill was here shearing Elizabeth and re-shearing the longwools yesterday.  I'll have a post coming on that hopefully tomorrow, Lord willing and the creek don't rise...again.

That Embarrassing Moment

When you have to admit that you have chickens waiting on your back porch every morning.  Just kidding - that's actually pretty awesome.  I love these two Welsommers.

When your boss catches you asleep at your desk!

Betsy had had a rough night.  She'd been kicked outside for clawing the carpet and then when she tried to hang from the screen door to force us to let her back inside at say 3:00 a.m., her freshly trimmed nails wouldn't grab the tiny screen holes and I could hear her sliding back down, give it another try...  

I didn't feel the least bit sorry for her and the birds sure appreciated the breakfast break at the feeder in the morning :-).

The Year Of The Horse - Part Two

Remember this project?  They're finally finished!  Tim had Claire at Clever with Leather make me a pair of custom chaps :-).

While I picked my colors mostly as a tribute to Handy, the big red horse of my heart, there's a bit more to it.

The main color matches Handy.  The fringe has white mixed in just like his gorgeous tail.

The tail hair weaving worked perfectly!

The silver western style buckle is in memory of Aria.

The brown piping is for Hickory.

I love them!

And the chaps, too ;-).

Dreaming Of Last Week

I think I had thrown a long sleeve flannel shirt on to go out and take this picture of the ponies.

The heat index was 97 here yesterday.  And while I don't really care what the wind chill is in the winter, that heat index in the summer...piling misery upon misery.  Saint Tim says I have SAD.  SUMMER Affected Disorder. 

Me, Baaxter, Buddy, Woolliam, Boudreaux, Keebler, Blossom, Lila, Henri and Hank are looking for a charter to Alaska.  Maybe one of those knitting cruises!  And then we could get off at some point and "forget" to get back on ;-).