Monday, May 10, 2010

Miscellaneous Monday 5-10-10


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What's with the weather? Wet, windy and hmm this is May, right?  Feels like January.  I'm glad for the green as it prolongs our hills being green and the flies aren't out yet - two big yeahs! 

Foaling is still the waiting game.  Waiting on Chiclet and now Libbe to see if they're going to foal in the worst of this new storm or hold out for better weather.  Baybee is also being carefully watched.

Took the camera out last night and took a few photos of the gang and ended up with the roan edition.  Bruiser  has that normal chinchilla color I associate with blue roans at birth.  He could surprise us and go black but I doubt it.  I think he'll like his two siblings and be a blue roan under the baby fuzz.

Bruiser aka Wesco Farms please give me a name!

Kiega aka Wesco Farms ETs Secret Affair showing off his blue roan-ness!
This was a bad angle, but I was trying to get his back, shooting down at minis a big no-no.

Ringo, Wesco Farms Buckerowdyroo, sire of the two boys above
standing downhill - taking decent photos of minis is my curse.


Demon, Little Kings Dream Demon
We're likely going to put Demon up for sale.  Love him, but we're not using him for breeding and two roan stallions is one too many.  So, a photo session at the end of the month to get good photos of him and he'll be on the sales list in June.

Otherwise it's a busy week here.  Company coming down this weekend - I'll be posting about that later this week.  Tomorrow we're picking up two horses for a friend that is having surgery so they'll be here for a bit, plus just life in general!!!


A Horsie Wife is:
  • A sentimental fool. Displays a minimum of six 8x10 color photos of the horse in the house and carries a  crumpled snapshot of you (taken before you were married) somewhere in the bottom of her purse.
  • Easy to locate. She's either off on the horse or out in the barn.
  • Upholds the double standard. Smooches with the most bewhiskered beast, but recoils when you need a shave.
  • Owns one vacuum cleaner and operates it exclusively in the barn.
  • A social butterfly, providing the party is given by another horsey wife.  Falls asleep in her soup at all other functions.
  • Economy minded. Won't waste your money on  permanents, facials, or manicures.
  • A culinary perfectionist. Checks every section of  hay for mold but doesn't blink when she petrifies your dinner in the microwave.
  • Occasionally amorous, but never leaves lipstick on your collar, at worst, a slight trace of chapstick.
  • Easy to outfit. No need for embarrassing visits to uncomfortable little boutiques. You can find all she wears at your local tack store.
  • Features a selective sense of smell. Bitterly complains about your sticky-sweet cigar smoke while remaining totally oblivious to the almost visible aroma of her barn boots drying next to the heater.
  • Unmistakable in a bathing suit. She's the one whose tan starts at the nose, ends at the neck, and picks  up again at the wrists.
  • A dedicated club woman, as long as the words "horse" or "riding" appear in it's name.
  • Has your leisure at heart. Eliminates grass cutting by turning every square inch of lawn into pasture (which, in turn, converts itself into mud.)
  • A master at multiplication. She starts with one horse, adds a companion, and if it's a mare, she breeds it.
  • Keeps an eagle eye on the budget. Easily justifies spending six hundred dollars, but croaks when you blow ten on a tie.
  • An engaging conversationalist. Can rattle on endlessly about training and the pros and cons of > castration.
  • Socially aware. Knows that formal occasions call for clean boots.
  • A moving force in the family. House by house, she'll get you to move closer to horse country (and farther away from your job.)
  • Easy to please. A new wheelbarrow, custom boots, or even a folding hoof pick will win her heart forever.
  • Shows her affection in unusual ways. If she pats you on the neck and says "you're a good boy," believe it or not, she loves you!

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