47

Yesterday was a day just like any other day.
Hay was cut.
Weeds were pulled.
Pigs ate the weeds.
Chickens did too.
There were eggs collected.
Beet pulp given to horses.

Oh, and a 4’x5′ mirror was taken out to the pasture for a little photography fun.

I had a certain *something* in mind…and I got that done, but not before the Mares had to find out who these interloper horses were…

“I can see you…you are very pretty. ❀
Want to be friends?
You do smell a bit odd though…”
~Sable

“Who. Are. You.
*snort*
I. Don’t. Like. You.
*snort*”
~Astrid

Watching the 2 of them was absolutely hilarious.
Makes me want to find a safer way to put the mirror out there for more photo fun.
This wasn’t the best because it was just leaned up on Cookie’s Tree, and Hubby had to hold it. Astrid kept giving it hard nudges, while snorting, telling that “Other Horse” to piss off out of her pasture.
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And yet Ruby didn’t even care about it…which is why I’d love to set it up again, to see if she’d take an interest without us people around.

Anyways, once Hubby and The Kid backed the 2 fools up, I got to do what I was there to do…

Self portrait

Not too shabby a shot for my 47th birthday.
πŸ™‚

Sharing with Brian’s Home for Thankful Thursday.

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B is for Birthday

We celebrated a birthday a week ago.
One pretty Girl turned 10 on the 21st. I told her she’s now an Old Lady, and she ought to be willing to wear the pink straw hat. She flipped her tail at me and farted. I take that as “I ain’t wearing that stupid hat, Mom!”

Instead, I found a different birthday hat for her to wear…but first!! The Kid and I made everyone else wear it… πŸ˜‰

Daphne modeling the birthday hat.

Daphne modeling the birthday hat.

Then came Astrid...

Then came Astrid…

And Sable...who, no surprise, gave me supermodel poses without even trying.

And Sable…who, no surprise, gave me supermodel poses without even trying.

Ruby gave us her supermodel pose too...trying to out do Sable. :)

Ruby gave us her supermodel pose too…trying to outdo Sable. πŸ™‚

She shook that off when there were no treats for wearing it.

She shook that off when there were no treats for wearing it.

Finally! The Birthday Girl herself. <3

Finally! The Birthday Girl herself. ❀

"This is so humiliating, Mother..."

“This is so humiliating, Mother…”

Once she shook her hat off, she snorted and trotted away. Ms Cookie was not impressed. She did come around though, once the treat bucket came out, and she was willing to sniff the Birthday Hat.

Cookie Birthday3

“Okay, so maybe it’s not quite that bad…”

Happy Birthday Cookie!

B is for Birthday.

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Don’t forget to enter the contest to find Cookie’s gemstone name! Entries end Midnight tomorrow!