From the Barnyard

Rosie jumping through hoops

This is Rosie, she was from our New Year’s Day litter.

She is 8-weeks old and ready for fun!

She loves kids, cats, life, food, fun, I don’t know if there is anything Rosie doesn’t love.

My little cowgirl wanted to teach Rosie to jump through the hula hope. I personally thought it was silly, and hopeless, but stuck around to watch.

Rosie isn’t really sure where the fun to be had in this gadget is.

But she knows it has to be lurking around here somewhere.

Ohh, should I bite it?

Nothing there...

She gave it a go! And went right though the hoop!

Good job Rosie!

Then she went again!

Good job Rosie!

And again!

Good job Rosie!

And again?

Oh - no - SQUIRREL!

Rosie has found a loving home in Virginia it looks like. A home with 5 kiddos and another Aussie to play with. I know she will have a fabulous life!

All the pups from the January litters have sold now, I believe. We are hoping for some summer litters coming soon!

The Dalmatian puppies are getting their spots. So cute! Better check them out!

Thanks for stopping in here at the Barnyard, we’ll see you soon!

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Feb 27, 2014 at 7:10 PM

Ok, so there is officially one month till “spring.” I can’t wait. I am quite tired of winter here in Wyoming, but I have made myself a challenge to not complain. About anything. So let’s find the good points of the winter and celebrate them.

Check out the beautiful Big Horn Mountains right out my door.

It is cold so I don’t have to buy ice for my cooler during the winter. Beverages stay plenty cool in the front entry.

Ponies, like S’mores, are fuzzy and cute and there aren’t flies or mosquitos. Not that mosquitos would be a problem with all the layers of clothes I wear in this weather. (Think Marshmallow Man.)

And speaking of Marshmallow Man…. no one can tell how many extra pounds I may or may not be carrying these days. Might be another few pounds, might just be another layer… who knows? Sara here is packing a few extra pounds. We are hoping it is a baby! Fingers crossed.

And even though it hit 33 degrees BELOW zero the other week (w/o wind chill), and the water pipes froze up, hey no big. Just means no dishes or laundry for a few days right? Nice.

I don’t even remember what it feels like to sweat, or be sunburnt, or to want to find shade. There are no gardens to tend. No farmers markets. No hoses to drag. No irrigating to do. No snakes.

If I say I do REALLY miss fresh tomatoes, that isn’t really a complaint is it. Just a simple, truthful fact, right? Because I really do miss yummy garden tomatoes. (And onions, and raspberries and blackberries and… well you get it.)

Hey winter’s not all that bad right?

No not bad at all.

Not that I will miss it when it is gone mind you.

Hey guess what! We are heading up to Billings Livestock Horse Sale this weekend. So excited. We will be celebrating the Western Original’s birthday. That means Red Lobster! And they are having Lobsterfest! It is going to be FABULOUS! Plus we will stay in a motel, and the kids can swim, and I get to shop for horses! Really, can a weekend get much better?!

Thanks for joining us here are the barnyard. There are only a couple mini Aussie pups left. And the Dalmatian puppies are getting their spots! Be sure to check them out!

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Feb 19, 2014 at 12:47 PM

Winter slumber

Welcome to the frozen, arctic wasteland that the barnyard has become. We have seen -33 degrees f. this week. Then we were blessed with 5 inches of snow. Will this winter ever end? Sometimes it doesn’t seem like it. C’mon spring!

So, obviously with the cold and the snow we are feeding. Good hay. And a lot of it. When we drive into the pasture with the hay truck we are welcomed. Here is Bandit, Clovis (behind) and Dime a Dozen coming up with his blanket butt in the rear.

Here is Casper. With the golden children in the back waking up from their naps. Lucky and Dollar.

The steel gray filly. All covered in snow and cold. What should we name her?

Everyone came right up and got in the chow line. I am driving. Because I am a wimp like that. The Western Original is out in the cold. Doing the manual labor. I like it like that.

But Taffy is just standing there. All alone. She is not coming to eat.

Ya. Everyone else is eating.

She has me worried. Is she sick? They are always hungry!

There she stands. She can’t just be sleeping. The horse survival instincts are way too honed to sneak up on a slumbering equine. Right?

Suddenly - pop! Up comes the head. (I think she only has one eye open.)

Hey guys - Where’d you go?

Guys?

Guys! Wait for me!

Don’t eat it all!

I’m coming save some for me!

Ahhh. Happily in line for chow!

Love the sight of happy, eating horses on a cold winter day. Isn’t that Pippi Long Stocking a good looking horse? Wait till you see how gentle she is!