We all hopped on horseback yesterday to move the fats. Rosie was scared of near everything we did-she seems to have a very anxious streak in her-and Michael rode just as well as Faye and Josie. I got to ride Clara's young horse, Pathfinder. She's a pretty red roan who rides like a dream, and will be quite handy once she gets over her slight lameness.
In tying up Sassy for Gracie, I nearly lost my thumb. The Blizzie dog decided to come "help" us with the horses around in the corral, and barking around making them spook. It was precisely at this time that I was half way through tying Sassy's rope, and with the spooking, Sassy started pulling back, catching my thumb in the bowline knot. Luckily, I had gloves on, and so that rope grabbed me, and twisted my glove around. I've now got a slightly swollen, stiff thumb and a nice patch of rope burn. I'm pretty sure nothing's broken, thank God! But I've been learning the validity of the origin of the saying "sticks out like a sore thumb."
I had all six kids (5 girls and Michael) over to my house last night. We held my snake, sang with my bird, then ate an entire bag of gummy bears while we watched Sword in the Stone. It was great to have so many cheerful spirits in my house!
Today was full of excitement as well. Keith was off shoeing some horses in town, so I was on my own to go up to the rock gate (I'll have pictures later) and do some repairs on the electric fence up there.
Once I got all my supplies together, the repairs went quite smoothly, despite the nice shock I got while trying to close the gate. Yikes! Those things pack a kick.
On my way back I kept getting off the trail for some reason. For the most part, i was pretty successful at picking my way through the bushes. Then i got to the bit of trail that goes across the side of a very large hill. It's always a bit nerve wracking to drive that part because you have a constant feeling that you'll roll down the hill. At some point along this stretch, i must have gotten off the trail again, because it was getting much tiltier than I remembered, and then came the bush. It kind of happened in slow motion (it helped that I wasn't going any faster than walking pace). I hit the bush, and then i felt the 4x4 tilt more and more and more. I tried to scramble out from underneath it, fearing it would roll down the hill onto me, but the bush (or God) stopped it from rolling onto me. My ankle got pinned, but I was able to reach down far enough to unlace it to the point where i could slip my foot out of my boot. After I tried my darndest to get the 4x4 upright on my own, I walked most the way down to the house (maybe 2 miles) to get reception for my phone. Then Clara and Michael came and helped me out.
Thank goodness some one up there was looking out for me!
Now it's time for dinner and then to town to watch a rodeo! I think I'll have a new appreciation for the events now that I know where they came from...working cattle. :)
Today was full of excitement as well. Keith was off shoeing some horses in town, so I was on my own to go up to the rock gate (I'll have pictures later) and do some repairs on the electric fence up there.
Once I got all my supplies together, the repairs went quite smoothly, despite the nice shock I got while trying to close the gate. Yikes! Those things pack a kick.
On my way back I kept getting off the trail for some reason. For the most part, i was pretty successful at picking my way through the bushes. Then i got to the bit of trail that goes across the side of a very large hill. It's always a bit nerve wracking to drive that part because you have a constant feeling that you'll roll down the hill. At some point along this stretch, i must have gotten off the trail again, because it was getting much tiltier than I remembered, and then came the bush. It kind of happened in slow motion (it helped that I wasn't going any faster than walking pace). I hit the bush, and then i felt the 4x4 tilt more and more and more. I tried to scramble out from underneath it, fearing it would roll down the hill onto me, but the bush (or God) stopped it from rolling onto me. My ankle got pinned, but I was able to reach down far enough to unlace it to the point where i could slip my foot out of my boot. After I tried my darndest to get the 4x4 upright on my own, I walked most the way down to the house (maybe 2 miles) to get reception for my phone. Then Clara and Michael came and helped me out.
Thank goodness some one up there was looking out for me!
Now it's time for dinner and then to town to watch a rodeo! I think I'll have a new appreciation for the events now that I know where they came from...working cattle. :)
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