It’s that time again……….the hooved family members got their routine worm medicine.
Scooter does not cooperate. He does not like the taste of the worm paste. However, I am an old hand at worming un-cooperative horses so Scooter’s efforts to keep his mouth out of my reach were fruitless.
Scooter waited impatiently for his treats after I finished riding him.
I threw on Scooter’s bridle and we went for a 30 minute bareback ride while Bubba and Wee One hung out in the yard.
Scooter’s withers are not nearly as comfy as they used to be!
Freddie passed the ‘wind flying loud plastic sack’ test.
I was cleaning out the trash in my car. The plastic trash sack I was using blew out of my hands into the gusting 30 mph winds. It ended up inches from Freddie’s face caught in the wire. Freddie did not so much as flinch. Of course Scooter ran off 20 feet away and gave a big snort….like he’s never seen a plastic sack before.
What the heck?
We took advantage of the warm weekend.
Wee One loves being outside.
I mentioned to Bubba that he should not be worried about yakking on his phone when riding the 4-wheeler.
His answer was, “buy me a bluetooth.”
My answer, ” get a J.O.B.”
He isnt going to be 14 yo until 1/15/08 so he cannot legally work…………….yet.
But soon, very, very soon.
Wee One and I went with hubs to work Saturday for a few hours.
We went for a good, long hike.
We saw ice on the creek in a deep, shady spot.
It was 65 degrees outside and we had to take off our sweatshirts because we hiked up a sweat.
Wee One and I came across a coyote skull.
The skull was all by itself. The rest of the carcass was somewhere else.
Wee One had to pick it up and examine every inch of it, asking me a gazillion questions.
It was getting dark fast so we met hubs at the gate and made our way back home.