Wordless Wednesday

I went out to take a few pictures of the horses this morning…
Gotta keep up on Ruby’s Instagram, and I needed a shot for another photo challenge I joined for today.

So I’m out there taking pictures of the mares, when I look over and see this:

Really Buddy?

*sigh*
Leave it to Trouble to follow me out to the pasture, just to plop himself down in the hay pile to wash his ass.
Cats.

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Sharing with Comedy Plus for Wordless Wednesday

Sable and the Cats

I swear, I can’t go take pictures in the pasture without a feline escort.
Ever.
I won’t judge the cats…I think they think the Food Lady might be doing something fun.
So they have to come help.
Or, in Max’s case, he feels like he needs to keep me safe. πŸ˜‰
My Max is sweetheart. ❀

The other day, I was out taking pictures of the mares after our windy, snowy night, and as usual…
Well, check the picture out for yourself…

Sable’s having a lovely nap in the warm sun and the cats (Xena sitting, Trouble walking) are keeping us all company.
That’s life on my oddball little Farm.
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Sharing with Comedy Plus for Feline Friday
and
Word of the Day Challenge for Judge
and
Oak Hill Homestead for the Simple Homestead blog hop.

Feline Friday ~ The Outdoor Boys

Last Feline Friday I shared about our outdoor girls.
This week, the outdoor boys.

There was a time we had over 20 outdoor cats.
There were so many kittens.
Too many kittens.
And then I spent a whole lot of money and a whole lot of time and got the entire Marauding Hoarde fixed.

Now we’re down to 5 outdoors.
The 3 girls, and these 2 boys…

❀ Max ❀

Max has been here the longest of all our outdoor felines, coming up on his 7th year with us, come this Fall.
He came to us through the local humane society’s barn buddy program.
He was, apparently, not a good fit as an indoor cat.
But as an outdoor, who rules the garage and the deck, he fits perfectly.

Oh the joy of a roll in fresh dirt at sunrise!!

He loves to sit on the deck with us for bbq’s and sometimes even cuddles.
He drools like crazy when he purrs…which is why we tend to pet him on the ground, instead of picking him up a lot.
lol
He has also learned that he’s not a good goose hunter.
Thankfully, he only needed that lesson once…

Unlike Trouble.
*sigh*
Oh, our TroubleCat…

Born and raised a Midnight Calico Farm cat, this guy tried to take on an eagle as a kitten.
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Thankfully, that eagle just gave him a look of righteous haughty derision.

And then there were the goose hunting tries.
Jeebus.
Do you know how big of a hole a Canada goose can put in a cat???
Trust me, it’s a big one.
And it’s a wound we treated on Trouble a half dozen times.
He’s tenacious for sure.

Just when we thought we’d lost him to a coyote, he reappeared during one of the worst ice storms our province has seen.
Hubby had gone to the garage to feed the cats and when he shook the pail of food, he heard meowing from the roof.
Looking up into the ceiling, he found our boy, scraggly and a bit thin but happy to see a human.

And Trouble has been Home since.
He really is the King of the Midnight Calico Farm Cats.

Long live the King.

Sharing with Comedy Plus for Feline Friday.

Cats!!

Our little animal community here on the Farm is hilarious sometimes.
Sable is such a patient horse…

Any chance they get, the cats are rubbing up on her.

Trouble does love him a big horsie girl to love on.
lol!

Astrid however, is not quite as patient as Sable is…

Can’t blame her though…no one likes a cat’s butt in their face.
LOL!!

Sharing with Comedy Plus for Feline Friday
and
Word of the Day Challenge for Community
and
Oak Hill Homestead for The Simple Homestead blog hop.

 

The King

TroubleCat

After fighting for the renewal the grip on his throne, Trouble is going into 2020 once more the King of the Midnight Calico Farm barn cats.
It’s good to be The King.
❀

Sharing with Comedy Plus for Wordless Wednesday
and
Word of the Day Challenge for Renewal

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Good Morning!!

Good Sunday morning everyone!
It’s been a while again, huh?
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Things are warming up here and I think (hope for reals) that Spring in on her way.
Today we start pepper seeds.
Yes I know, I said I was starting them earlier, but looking at my notes from last year, I decided to delay by a couple of weeks to avoid those leggy tall plants.
So today, I’ll start my bell peppers and some jalapenos.
So excited!!
Made my list of what seeds I need to buy this year too.
Been reading up on straw bale gardening…why, when I have so much space, you ask?
Well, because 1. you can never grow enough food. If there’s a way to grow more, I want to do it. And 2. I have a couple big squares that aren’t good for making the shelter extension for the horses next year, so before they end up burned for smudges or on the compost pile, I want to get 1 more use out of them. And if I can grow food on/in them, that’s even better.

My hope/plan is to be so busy putting up food this summer/fall, between the garden and food animals we raise and hunt, that it’s all I do. lol πŸ™‚

So.
Excited.
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And I think I may have solved a problem I’m having here on the blog too…y’see, I’ve been writing here for a few years, and I’m running out of space.
It’s not in the budget to go for a paid blog, so I’ve been hesitant to upload the tons of photos like I used to.
And I don’t want to move to another new blog, because then I’d have to try to coax everyone to follow the new one.
Well, I finally discovered that I can download some of my posts.
Once I have a discussion with my Tech Nerd(s) I’m going to download the older posts and then delete them to make space.
That way I still have the posts, but also have the space for new posts with pictures. πŸ™‚
I can honestly say, I never expected to run out of space here…but I have. So fingers crossed this works, and then, hopefully I can get back into the swing of writing/posting on a more regular basis.

‘Til then, enjoy a picture of King Trouble watching over his kingdom…with Toby below, because no one pushes the King off his fence post. πŸ˜‰

First Images of 2019

I don’t do New Year’s resolutions.
Resolutions are, in my opinion, little lies we tell ourselves with the idea that we *might* do things better in the future.
I don’t have time for that.
I just do better when I can…and when I can’t I work to do better anyways.
Sometimes I make it, sometimes I fail.

That said, I did say I’m going to try to post more often.
Try not to get sick of me, ‘kay?
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Today was a gorgeous day. Above zero, which is wild and welcome in January in Canada!
So out with the camera I went.
With my trusty Helper, we were able to capture this adorable sight…

Sable does not look impressed.
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And then, Trouble decided he wanted in on the action…

“You. Owe. Me. Cookies.”
~ Sable

Oh, how I love the look on her face!
She’ll be thankful for the cookies she’ll get later.
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Sharing with Brian’s Home for Thankful Thursday.

I Had a Plan…

But, Mother Nature thwarted me once again.
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Y’see, tomorrow is Valentine’s Day, and, even though we humans don’t recognize the “forced to prove how much you love your mate with cash and gifts” day, it can make for fun photo shoots with the horses.
Y’all remember the one with Cookie and the heart on her forehead?

My pretty Valentine.

❀ My Love ❀


Today I had planned on heading out and attempting something similar…
But Mother Nature.
Holy, she’s been a bit of a bitch this year!
While it’s only -9*c, the wind is gusting to 74km/h.
Which means ain’t none of my Girls can manage a decent thought in their heads. Too busy with wind blowing things right out. πŸ˜‰

So, instead, I offer you these shots…

TroubleCat

The look mister gives me when I don’t make with the food fast enough.
LOL!!
He’s so cuddly. πŸ™‚

Peek-a-boo!!
I see you through the willows!

Darn wind blew that poor horse right over.
Again.
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Edited to add:
Shared with Awww Mondays at Comedy Plus and Sparks:19 at McGuffy’s Reader.

The Best Horses in Heaven

This poem has been floating around on Facebook, and I thought I’d share it here…

The best horses in Heaven
they have no tail.
This is a rule they all know
without fail.
For when a new horse arrives
with a short cut bob,
they all know that this horse
did a very good job.

His owner could not bear
to part with her friend
so she saved his tail,
wrapped in ribbons
and in braids,
to hold with his memory
in a very loving way.

To enter Heaven
without a tail
is an honor,
a message,
that without fail
announces to everyone,
far and wide
that this horse
was more than a wonderful ride.

But
this horse was loved and cherished by one
and when his time serving on this Earth was done
he left behind
a broken heart
and a soul
from which he never will part.

–Miska Paget

http://www.giddyupvet.com/the-best-horses-in-heaven-they-have-no-tail/

Trouble whispers sweet nothings to her…

❀