By Sammy Hagar
“Horses change lives. They give our young people confidence and self-esteem. They provide peace and tranquillity to troubled souls-they give us hope!”
WooHoo!! Today is game day. I’ll let y’all know how it goes tomorrow. I hope I am able to get some decent pictures. I also hope Hubby gets in from work at a decent time to give me hand with Toddler Terror at the ball game….. he said it shouldnt be any problem, but you know how that can be.
Son #1 brought home his grade check paper from his math class. His teacher wrote “Very smart boy, no troubles learning and grasping math at any angle. But, he talks too much and occassionally disturbs class.” Imagine that! Not my kid, disrupting class? never…yeah right! So, I wrote back on the grade check paper, “If N. continues to talk and disrupt your class, please speak with Coach P. about N.’s annoying behavior and have him reprimanded thru his favorite thing in the whole world-Football. If this does not solve the problem, please call me and I will deal with N.” I am hoping this does the trick, because son #1 saw me write that and said, “Not fair, mom. That is just wrong” So, I am thinking this might nip the bratty behavior in the bud early on…..lets hope so. Football is son #1’s all time favorite thing in the whole entire world, seriously, he lives, eats, breathes football 24/7. So, this is something very tangible in my effort to make him behave and be a better student….mean, yeah probly, but dammit, it works! or I could administer the ultimate torture and make him watch “Little House on the Praire.” like mommy kel
how yummy does that look?
Elvis, Protector of the Homestead. He has been spending more time tied up or indoors. He tried to bite the vet and her assistant the other day when they were here. Acted all growly, giving his best guard dog impression, hair standing up and all. So, I tied him up and he sat over on the lawn chair growling and yapping every so often, it was very bothersome to me. He also acted like he was going to take off one of the rural route garbage men’s legs when they were at the end of the driveway yesterday. I am not sure what his deal is. Getting too big for his little britches I think. He better watch out or I’ll take him in and get his little hiney neutered….then we’ll see just how tough he is with out his cajones.
Busy day ahead and I so conveniently woke up wide awake at 4:01 am. I need more sleep, dammit! I am not near ready for today as I should be. I have to lunge the Ole guy this morning before it warms up. I am trying to ride/or exercise him more. I lunged him last nite, he did his usual 2 or 3 misbehaved stunts until he realized he was not going to get away with such behavior and straightened up. I even put on my good saddle and let Wee One trot around while I lunged Scooter. He was too tired/lazy to act up at the end of his workout and Wee One got a kick out of riding solo in the saddle, hanging on for dear life. One thing about Toddler Terror, he can sit a horse. He has never fell off, ever. He has never even came close. Son #1, is a decent rider, but does not sit like Toddler Terror. I think TT has inherited the trait. When my cowboy friend R. first saw TT riding, he said ” that kid has velcro, wherever he is touching that horse, he is stuck to him.” And, that about sums it up too.