@JCnGrace you really do live in a place where “you can’t get here from there”😂😂. My kinda place🤠👍🤠👍
I’m sorry you didn’t get your hair cut. if it gets long enough by Summer (which is a whole ‘nuther subject given the winter we’re having
, put it up in a rooster tail to keep it it out of your face At the barn, I can’t stand my hair hanging in my face at home but I’ll do everything I can to cover it when I go to town😂😂. Decent hair is about all I have left - “decent” being the operative 🥸
I keep saying this but I fear that “m” word is fast becoming a reality, probably today, if the steep hill is dry enough; it’s always that hill, where I slide off the tractor, that needs mowed first🤯🤯
Those horses, Rusty & Duncan, were baaaaad eggs Monday morning. They decided they were not coming in for breakfast - not even when I tried to herd them on the 4-wheeler, which I do all the time. They were too busy trying to figure out what was happening at the westerly neighboring farm, 2,000 feet away. They wanted the gate open to the main pasture. Well - that - did - not happen. They have 3-4 acres between the house and barn for the night and that’s where they stayed until they figured out two hours later, they had better get in the barn for breakfast If they wanted to see the main pasture.
Turn about being fair play, I didn’t see them go in the barn to wait for supper but I did see them come back out and head for the main pasture. I had to go after them but it was my fault as they only have so much wait in them and it was probably pay back for the morning😇🥰😇🥰
Duncan will be here one year on March 31st. He has come a long way from not knowing how to graze to now not being afraid to take the lead out to pasture. He sort of seems to occasionally be sharing the lead with Rusty who never did want to be a leader but is trying his darndest these days to be one🥰🥰
A just because picture. Rusty waiting for a cookie while Duncan watches the ridge for any action❤
I’m sorry you didn’t get your hair cut. if it gets long enough by Summer (which is a whole ‘nuther subject given the winter we’re having
I keep saying this but I fear that “m” word is fast becoming a reality, probably today, if the steep hill is dry enough; it’s always that hill, where I slide off the tractor, that needs mowed first🤯🤯
Those horses, Rusty & Duncan, were baaaaad eggs Monday morning. They decided they were not coming in for breakfast - not even when I tried to herd them on the 4-wheeler, which I do all the time. They were too busy trying to figure out what was happening at the westerly neighboring farm, 2,000 feet away. They wanted the gate open to the main pasture. Well - that - did - not happen. They have 3-4 acres between the house and barn for the night and that’s where they stayed until they figured out two hours later, they had better get in the barn for breakfast If they wanted to see the main pasture.
Turn about being fair play, I didn’t see them go in the barn to wait for supper but I did see them come back out and head for the main pasture. I had to go after them but it was my fault as they only have so much wait in them and it was probably pay back for the morning😇🥰😇🥰
Duncan will be here one year on March 31st. He has come a long way from not knowing how to graze to now not being afraid to take the lead out to pasture. He sort of seems to occasionally be sharing the lead with Rusty who never did want to be a leader but is trying his darndest these days to be one🥰🥰
A just because picture. Rusty waiting for a cookie while Duncan watches the ridge for any action❤