Farm Yard Excitement

Wednesday was an exciting day here.
It didn’t start out that way, but shortly after The Kid got on the school bus, things went a little…interesting.

After I let the birds out, fed and watered them, I came in to finish up some photo editing and uploads…check out the newest album of Great Train Robbery photos here:
Cookie’nCream Photography

So, I’m getting ready to upload, windows are open, it’s quiet…until I hear the mares…squealing and whinnying.
At first, I figure it just them playing…they do that, every now and then, squeal and be silly with each other.
But then, it happens again, with a bit more urgency.
That’s when I got up and looked out the window…

I saw what I thought was a huge dog running into the yard.
It was no dog.
It was this:

Ain’t he something?

I have no idea where he came from, or who he belongs to.
I did learn mighty fast though, that he was a stud.
That’s what all the squealing was about.
Oh! Yay!
Said no full size mare owner ever when a mini stud arrives out of nowhere.

So, the first order of business was to get the little goober secured, safely away from the mares and safely away from the road.
*sigh*
Not fun when you’re one person with a grain bucket to lead a horny little devil *away* from 3 increasingly horny girls.

I needed backup.
I called out Hubby.
Once he got home, the plan was to lead our gentlest, yet most interested mare across the driveway, and let him follow her into the front pasture. Once they were in, Hubby would lead Astrid out and I’d close the gate.
It all went to plan, until he stuck his nose right up Astrid’s business and she double-barreled him.
Hahahahaha!!

He went rolling over backwards, popped up and started prancing…
“See!!! I *am* man enough for you, Mare! I can take a hit!”
Thankfully he wasn’t hurt physically…maybe his over inflated pride was, but his body was just fine.
LOL

Hubby led Astrid back across the drive, while I closed the gate…little shit tried charging me, but got a sound whap on his pretty little nose from the lunge whip.
Yup, I get it.
My mares make you want to bring your milkshake to their yard, but it ain’t happening!

By this time, we were all tired, fried from the sun, Sketchy Pete (which is what I was calling him) needed some (more) water and damn, but I needed a beer!
But, still work to do…
I had called the RCMP earlier and posted his picture on FB (hoping someone in the area might know him and come get him), and now had to get a hold of Animal Control.
Hubby went off the visit the closest vet clinic, hoping maybe they knew the little jerk.
Nope, nothing there either.

Thankfully, Animal Control got back to me in pretty short order, and once they had a trailer lined up, they came and we got him loaded up.

So far, I don’t know if anyone has come forward for him.
Too bad, if they haven’t.
He was a cute little thing, and I’m sure with a gelding, he’ll have great potential for a kid’s pet…

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13

Monday was Cookie’s 13th birthday.
I had in my mind for a while, long before she passed, that I wanted to do a cake smash with her.
This was supposed to be her year for it…

Instead, her herdmates enjoyed her cake for her.
Seems like it should have been a bittersweet shoot, but it turned out to be great fun. ❀

Hubby offers some cake to Sable…

He mighta smooshed it into her muzzle a wee bit…being it’s a cake smash and all… πŸ˜‰

Ruby’s turn…you can see icing on Astrid’s muzzle…

That tongue…lol!

And then Hubby set the cake down, so all 3 could enjoy it at once…

Ruby:
“Y’know what I like?”

“CAAAAAAKKKKEEE!”

And then our dear sweet Blonde Girl had a moment with her friend’s halter…
πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–

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Place in the World

Do you ever wonder about your place in the world?
Are you doing what makes you happy?
What you feel you’re meant to be doing?

I used to wonder…

Now, I’m pretty sure I’m right where I’m meant to be.

Let’s face it, if I wasn’t where I’m meant to be, I never would have had 3 days shy of 4 years with the Very Best Horse Everβ„’…

She made the best faces in this shoot…
I keep going back and editing images from it that I just love because they show her personality.
Like this one:

That tongue! ❀
Sassy pants paint

I wouldn’t have been in a place to bring this beauty Home for my Kid…

Hubby wouldn’t have gotten his Girl…


And who knows what might have been when Astrid needed a soft landing from her former home…

Not sure what’s going on with that mane, colour wise, but it sure looks pretty!

I guess knowing where my place is in this big wide world is pretty darn amazing. I’m sure there are people who live their whole lives never being sureΒ  where they belong.
I’m one of the lucky ones.
I waited 40 years to get here, and I ain’t going to give it up.
πŸ™‚

Upside Down Ruby

Just a quick photo for today.
Weather is supposed to be nice, the snow is melting, and we’ve got a whole lot of work to do outside.
Plus, in just about an hour, we’re picking up some easter egger chicks. πŸ™‚
Ima little excited about having chicks so soon!
We normally don’t get them until closer to June, and then only meaties.
These ones will, I hope, have a good amount of ladies to help replace our hennys when it’s time.

Oh Ruby!

And, of course, there is our professional photobomber, sticking her butt in the frame. Hahaha!!
That’s our Astrid. πŸ˜‰

National Unicorn Day

It has been brought to my attention that today is
National Unicorn Day and so today we celebrate our unicorn in disguise here at the Farm.

πŸ’žRubyπŸ’ž

See that brown spot on her forehead?
It’s a little hidden by her forelock, but it’s there…
That’s where, under the light of a full moon, if you’re lucky and she lets you (make sure you have some sort of treat to thank her), you’ll see her horn appear.
And if you’re really lucky, she’ll share a bit the magic from her horn with you…

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