Saturday, January 10, 2015

A New Addition To The Farm




On December 30 my daughter was driving home from work when the car in front of her swerved into the other lane to avoid something in the road.  She realized it was a puppy and stopped, put her flashers on and got out of the car to pick him up so a car wouldn’t hit him.  Some cars behind her stopped and a woman got out to help her.  She noticed a grown dog in the woods on the side of the road and tried to reach that dog too but it ran away.  After she got the pup in the car she knocked on a few doors and asked if anyone knew who the puppy belonged to but no one did.  Since it was getting dark she took him home with her.
 
No leash yet but a scarf will do in a pinch

His first night out of the woods and cold weather

The next day, New Year’s Eve, she brought him to our vet to have him checked out.  The vet thinks he’s about 10 weeks old.  He was covered in mud and ticks and was very thin.  He has a bit of a head tilt and the vet thinks it likely a car hit him.  The vet called the dog warden because that’s the rule when you find a pup.  They kept him at the clinic for further tests for two nights and my daughter visited him each day to play with him.  He loves belly rubs by the way.
 
At the clinic sleeping like a baby after a therapeutic belly rub
When his time was up at the clinic the warden took him home with her. There is a certain time frame that they need to keep found puppies to make sure they’re not stolen or the owners don’t want them back. The warden was given three other puppies from this litter that were found on Christmas Eve on the same highway. Seems the heartless   “loving” owners didn’t want any of the puppies back that they let loose to fend for themselves.  They’ve all since found good loving homes. 
 
Snuggling with his sister at the dog wardens
After the allotted time my daughter was allowed to adopt this cute little guy. She hasn’t even thought of getting another dog since her Molly died a few years ago.  Molly was a rescue dog and my daughter always said when the time was right she would get another rescue but the dog would have to find her or pick her like Molly did.  I think this little guy fits the criteria perfectly. 
 
On his way home!
The best we can figure is this poor little guy was fending for himself out in the cold and the woods for a week after his brothers and sisters were found.  He’s tough to have survived.  He might have had some help from the adult dog who we found out was his father, the one my daughter saw running away in the woods.  So dad was most likely helping to keep him alive. We’ve learned that the mom is a Labrador and dad is a Great Pyrenees.  Looks like this little guy takes after dad.
 
Settling In


Gunnar likes to spend his free time relaxing on the couch watching TV

I think his favorite show is "Lucky Dog Ranch"

He’s very sweet and happy but a little shy sometimes.  Who can blame him?  My daughter named him Gunnar.  The  name means “warrior.”  Gunnar had to be a little warrior and adventurer to survive in the woods and on the roads for so long by himself.  

Quote for Today
Oh the saddest of sights in a world of sin
is the little lost pup with his tail tucked in.

Arthur Guiterman

Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Happy New Year!

 "Happy New Year"





2015  Celebrates "The Year Of The Sheep"

Quote for the New Year

It's never too 
late to be
what you might 
have been.

George Eliot

Monday, December 22, 2014

Friday, November 28, 2014

The First Snow






We had our first snowfall on Wednesday the day before Thanksgiving.  It was only about 6 -7 inches but it was enough to knock the power out.  I’m glad we have a generator for the house and one for the barn.  They are small but give just enough power to keep the heat and refrigerator and a light or two on in the house.  The barn kept popping breakers but we managed to get water buckets filled from the hose in the wash stall, because the automatic waterers weren’t working.  The power finally came back on Thursday night. 

Here are a few pictures of some very dirty horses.  I don’t know how they can still be this filthy. The minute there was enough snow on the ground they all had a good roll for themselves so some of this mud should have magically disappeared.  I’m sure I know what I can do to keep myself busy for the weekend if I feel like doing lots of grooming!


"Donnie"

"Blue"

"Grady"

"Dusty" who always manages to stay clean. Thank you Dusty.


"Maggie" my other clean girl. 



Until next time

Quote for Today
Grooming: the process by which the dirt on the horse is transferred to the groom.

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

November News



"Dusty and Nate"

Thought it was about time I checked in with everyone.  There’s not much going on around here so there really isn’t much to write about.  The horses are all fat and hairy in anticipation of the coming winter.  They’ve also been staying out a few nights a week since the weather is cooler and the bugs are a memory.  I don’t mind if they think they are a wild herd except they have all found the burr patch on the property and forelocks, manes and tails are a mess.  It took me quite some time to get them out of Dusty’s tail Saturday. 

All the horses are healthy, except for Nate who was lame last week.  Dusty has been banished to the small paddock with him for company until he gets better.  He’s doing well and is almost able to be reunited with the herd.  I hate mystery lameness.  He must have hurt himself one night when they refused to come in.  They’ve been heard galloping around in the dark so anything is possible to explain his injury.  He’s not the most careful horse on the farm.  If there’s a way to get hurt Nate will find it.

I haven’t ridden since the beginning of October.  Not that I haven’t wanted to.  This is my favorite season to ride.  Like the horses I enjoy the cooler temps and no bugs.  Seems I developed what’s called a Baker’s Cyst behind my knee.  It’s a build up of fluid and I’m here to tell you it’s very painful. I was hunched over doing my best impersonation of Quasimodo, using a cane and dragging my leg along.  Anybody who might have said “rung any bells lately” would definitely have gotten a swat with the cane.  So I took the anti-inflammatory meds for a while and they helped but it takes a long time to heal.  The leg is just starting to feel better now.  I’m hoping to start back riding again this weekend.

Until next time
Quote for Today
I've spent most of my life riding horses. The rest I've just wasted.

Sunday, October 5, 2014

Finally, A Ride






Well sort of a ride.  It’s been a few weeks since I’ve been able to saddle up a horse and actually get some time in the saddle.  Dusty got a thorough grooming which she seemed to enjoy.  Took quite a while to release all the burrs from her mega tail and mane and forelock.  She was even sporting a braided tail by the end of her session. 

As we walked outside and were making our way to the ring we noticed a group of people standing at the fence on the street. Well, what could we do, we had to go over and let them meet Miss Dusty.  It turned out it was our neighbors from diagonally across the street; a very nice man, his son and his father.  He had his toddler grandson with him and the little guy enjoyed meeting Dusty but wouldn’t touch her.  That’s understandable as she is much bigger than a dog or cat.  You could tell he wanted to pet her, but in his mind, better safe than sorry.

Then with an audience I proceeded to mount up figuring she’d most likely give me a hard time and make me look silly.  Wonders never cease and she was as good as gold, again, at the mounting block.  She’s starting to scare me with how well behaved she’s been lately.  Maybe she’s just figured out it’s easier to be good than difficult?  I hope so.

Dusty and I started walking down the long side and she didn’t feel right.  So after a few turns of direction and some small circles we concluded it was her left hind.  She’s a little lame and her ankle is a bit swollen.  We’ll see how she’s doing tomorrow. 

So even though I had a very short ride it was still great to be able to sit in a saddle and spend some time with her.  She may think this was a mounting lesson, which she passed with flying colors and was rewarded with carrots, apple slices and stud muffins.  That’s fine as long as we always end on a good note.

Until next time
Quote for Today

May the horse be with you.