Merry Christmas Morning

A Merry Christmas morning to all of our friends and family! I hope you have a perfect day with your family and friends.

Thank you for the Pony UP gifts.....sunflower seeds, carrots, some kittie krinkles for Ms Kitty, alf pellets, white erase board, photo album, wine basket, grain, beet pulp, horse cookies, peanut butter balls... all put to the best use~ Thank you Christine, Susy, Caryn, Rebecca, Brenda, Sarah...you guys are the best!

The weather is ...um ...surprise...rainy and cold.......no snow and no wind. Everyone is bundled up at the barn. When we put Bonnie in her underwear, we give her an extra layer of hay around her. Beaver has been doing his best to reach Bonnie....reaching over, trying to reach through.....STRETCHING his little pony neck as far as he can. He is curious but deadly.. he does not like chickens in his stall and apparently is not fond of them hanging from the rafters either. No worries.....he cannot reach Miss Bonnie....he just wishes he could.

Thursday night the horses were all worked up....couldn't settle down, especially Tarbaby.....looking at the woods. I shone the flashlight and what do I see? several pairs of eyes staring at me. Hmm. Down to the woods I go.....shine flashlight into woods.....yell......the eyes go away. ...back up to the barn, tell Tarbaby he can relax, turn lights out.......Tarbaby goes ape again. ..turn lights on....okay, shine the flashlight.....there are the eyes.....sigh.....back down to the woods.....throw rocks, clang a bucket....tromp around.....back to the barn. Fog is rolling in.....looks like a scene from Hounds of the Baskervilles.........and then coyotes run across the pasture. Big ones. .........all is quiet......I think they just wanted to cross the property....perhaps check to see if chickens were in bed......turn lights out. Tarbaby is eating and quiet.

When I returned to the barn yesterday morning, all was quiet.....horses quiet....all is good. I let chickens out, fed cat, hung Bonnie up, threw hay and then went in to my mom's house......came out five minutes later and something has killed the rooster....broken neck, laying in the yard. I must have surprised it when I opened the door to come out. This was our young rooster...he was huge....rip poor guy Clyde.
Must have been something that could not carry him off quickly......he weighed about 15 lbs. The rest of the chickens were in the barn hiding. Fortunately we had two roosters....the hens need a rooster. I imagine rooster one is glad that rooster two is gone........more women for him. The farm is a survivor game for the chickens. You don't expect one to get nabbed in broad daylight.

Today, I will clean and feed , then come home........save most of the work for tomorrow, today is a holiday!

Enjoy your Christmas day!

Pony Up fortune for tomorrow:

Spend more time than money.