Please not again

I'm pretty worried, and as y'all know it helps to blog about stuff.  SO here we go.
Some of you may remember when Pie was really sick... he was hospitalized and they discovered two lung abscesses. 
Well he's been coughing a lot again.  Colds do happen so I try not to jump to conclusions right away, but he did go to the doc and get a chest x-ray.  Doc called and said they couldn't see anything from the x-ray and were putting in a request for a CT scan.
Then Pie seemed to be taking a turn for the worse so his dad & I ganged up on him and basically bullied him (nagged him) into going back to the doc.
Turns out there WAS something on that first x-ray and they took a second one to compare size, shape, etc.  Also gave him some pretty heavy duty antibiotics.  Still waiting for the CT scan appointment.
Doc said to give the drugs time to work, and if toward the end of the script he wasn't feeling better we'll have to admit him to the hospital.
So we're hoping and praying that the pills work, of course I want him to get better but I'd also like for him to be able to avoid the hospital if at all possible!

Sunday Stills ~ Circles

When I saw the Sunday Stills theme this week was "Circles" I have to admit I was kinda thinking "huh?"  And then it hit me, everywhere I looked I saw circles.  So then I decided to take it a little further and kinda do a theme-within-a theme... so I present: Circles - Cowgirl Style.  Shocker hey? ;)  Hope you like it.
  

                

                                                        

                                                  

                                        

                                               

Friday Funny, errr make that Silly Saturday

Friday Funny was pre-empted by my "new" saddle post, sorry if any of you happen to stop by specifically for it.
This was e-mailed to me awhile ago.  I hope no one is offended, it is just a joke and pokes fun at alot of countries - including my own:


The English are feeling the pinch in relation to recent terrorist threats, and have therefore raised their security level from "Miffed" to "Peeved".  Soon, though, security levels may be raised yet again to "Irritated" or even "A Bit Cross". The English have not been "A Bit Cross" since the blitz in  1940, when tea supplies nearly ran out. Terrorists have been re-categorized from "Tiresome" to "A Bloody Nuisance". The last time the British issued a "Bloody Nuisance" warning level was in 1588, when threatened by the Spanish Armada.

The Scots have raised their threat level from "Pissed Off" to "Let's get the Bastards". They don't have any other levels. This is the reason they have been used on the front line of the British army for the last 300 years.

The French government announced yesterday that it has raised its terror alert level from "Run" to "Hide". The only two higher levels in France are "Collaborate" and "Surrender". The rise was precipitated by a recent fire that destroyed France's white flag factory, effectively paralyzing the country's military capability.

Italy has increased the alert level from "Shout Loudly and Excitedly" to "Elaborate Military Posturing". Two more levels remain: "Ineffective Combat Operations" and "Change Sides".

The Germans have increased their alert state from "Disdainful Arrogance" to "Dress in Uniform and Sing Marching Songs". They also have two higher levels: "Invade a Neighbor" and "Lose".

Belgians, on the other hand, are all on holiday as usual; the only threat they are worried about is NATO pulling out of Brussels.

The Spanish are all excited to see their new submarines ready to deploy.  These beautifully designed subs have glass bottoms so the new Spanish navy can get a really good look at the old Spanish navy.

Americans meanwhile, and as usual, are carrying out pre-emptive strikes on all of their allies "just in case".

Canada doesn't have any alert levels.

New Zealand has raised its security levels - from "baaa" to "BAAAA". Due to continuing defense cutbacks, New Zealand has only one more level of escalation, which is "I hope Australia will come and rescue us".
Australia, meanwhile, has raised its security level from "No worries" to "She'll be alright, mate". Three more escalation levels remain: "Crikey!",  "I think we'll need to cancel the barbie this weekend" and "The barbie is cancelled". So far no situation has ever warranted use of the final escalation level..................

Back in black ;)

Those of you who are friends of mine on Facebook may have caught my status about a "new" saddle I was getting.  New is in quotes because its actually a used saddle, but its new to me... in more ways than one!  For the first time in a looong time I have something other than a barrel saddle to ride in.
Here, I'll give you a peek at my "new" reining saddle:

What a minute, I don't have a pad like that!  That handsome model isn't Voodoo... you see the saddle wasn't mine at that point, it was still Shirley's so that model is her handsome boy Beamer!  Yup, I bought Shirley's Bob Loomis after seeing it in her Sunday Stills 'Macros' challenge with the note that its for sale.
Here it is on my boy, Voodoo:

 He asks that you please excuse his scruffy winter coat lol

It was kinda neat how it came to be.  I had casually been keeping an eye out for a "new" saddle (really, new or used didn't matter)  I wanted something affordable, well made, comfortable and NOT a barrel saddle.  Calm down now, I still  plan on running the barrels.  I just want something to chase cows, trail ride and take lessons in.  I really like both my barrel saddles (well actually I have 3 but 1 is a semiQH bar and doesn't fit either of the boys)  But I've noticed that the barrel saddles tend to push me forward a bit. 
After taking lessons last winter I decided to start keeping my eyes open for something else, although I didn't really know what.
When Shirley mentioned that her saddle was for sale I e-mailed her and in a flurry of e-mails we exchanged enough info for me to decide that her saddle was IT.  Shipping was fast, it left Friday afternoon and got here Monday evening, too late to ride in though and Tuesdays I'm not able to squeeze in any riding time.  Wednesday I finally got to try it out.  It was gorgeous out, LK & I saddled up Applejack and Voodoo and rode to the indoor next door, although I think it was actually warmer outside than in the arena! lol
One thing that threw me for a loop was the rigging.  It took me a second but I'm pretty sure I got it:

Thanks so much Shirley for leaving the off side done up so I had a 'pattern' to follow

Something kinda neat, I didn't have to adjust the stirrups or the cinch placement.  So while Shirley is a couple inches taller than me our legs seem to be the same length , and our boys seem to have the same size 'waist'.

I really liked riding in this saddle.  I felt very balanced and centered.  But while Shirley may have run a barrel pattern or two in it I don't think I will be anytime soon!  I'm SO not used to such a low cantle lol  That's definitely something I'm going to have to get used to!

This may not look like such a big difference, but trust me it it!  Also it was hard to get an accurate pic showing the difference with the saddle just sitting on a stall wall.  Its not just the height of the cantle either, its also the shape of the seat and how that cantle fits against you.

I just hope that when Voodoo is in his sleek and shiny summer coat that he'll look as good in this saddle as Beamer did :)  (even though I think this is a fall or winter pic of Beamer, he sure doesn't look as shaggy as Voodoo lol)

Now I just need to get a back cinch and find my spare breast collar, or maybe buy one?

I is Stylin :)

Well not in the fashionable clothes sense lol  But the fabulous Mrs Mom over at Oh Horse Feathers! passed on the Stylish Blogger Award.  Thanks MM, seriously dude you are a fab lady and I'm proud to call you a friend :)

As is the norm with these things there are a few 'rules' to follow:

1) Acknowledge and link back to the blogger who gave you the award.  (done)

2) Tell y'all 7 things that you don't know about me.  (hmm, might be doable)

3) Pass this on to 15 recently discovered bloggers and let them know that you passed it to them.  (yikes that might will be tricky, I don't have that many new blogs that I'm up to date on)

Soooo, here we go.

1)  I will never be accused of being a fashionista, my preferred wardrobe is jeans or sweats with a t-shirt.  That doesn't mean they have to be grubby jeans or shirts though.

2) I learned how to drive on a stick shift however now I only own automatic vehicles.  Because Pie can't drive stick and our vehicles need to be used by both of us.  I sometimes miss driving stick though.

3) I'm usually pretty easy going and try to either get along with people or ignore them.  However when it is needed I can be a spectacular b!tch   (mom you can keep your comments to yourself lol)

4) I pray a lot but I rarely go to church.  (I also read my Bible which leads to...)

5) I can be a bit superstitious at times.  My Bible has been 'misplaced' since we moved.  I finally broke down and bought a new one, reading it online or on my Blackberry just wasn't the same lol.  Well it was covered in plastic at the store so I didn't page through it but it is from a reputable company.  When I got it home and opened it I discovered it was bound backwards and upside down... meaning when I opened it it was at the back of the book and all the type was upside down.  I returned it ASAP.

6) While I am pretty darn happy there are 2 things I'd like to change in my life but can't due to work... I'd like for Pie & I to be able to take a proper vacation more often than once every 10 years or so and the second is that I'd like to be able to get more family time.

7) Ok I have mentioned before that I'm overweight, and some of you already know this but for those that don't; myself and a few fellow bloggers co-blog over at CLFC (Cowboys Love Fat Calves)  A blog dedicated to trying to become healthier while dealing with how that affects being in the horse world.

Now the hard part, to pass this on...  Not sure if I'll reach 15 but here's who I am declaring Stylish:

One Old Cowgirl (One Old Cowgirls View of Life on the Alberta Prairie) Oregon Sunshine (Adventures of Life) Lytha (A Horse Crazy American in Germany)  Amanda (A Fat Girl & A Fat Horse)  Pinzgauer (Drafts With Dots Life at Iron Ridge Sport Horses)  Morning Bray (Morning Bray Farm)  Winter Prosapio (HorseCentric)  Gttyup (Life at the Roughstring)

Well that's it for now, 8 is more than I thought I'd get though!



Wordless Wednesday ~ He thinks he's tough

Welcome to Saskatchewan!!

If you consider it a sport to gather your food by drilling through 18 inches of ice and sitting there all day hoping that the food will swim by,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

If you're proud that your province makes the national news 96 nights each year because Saskatoon is the coldest spot in the nation,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

If you have ever refused to buy something because it's "too spendy",

You might live in Saskatchewan.

If your local Dairy Queen is closed from November through March,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

If someone in a store offers you assistance, and they don't work there,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

If your dad's suntan stops at a line curving around the middle of his forehead,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

If you have worn shorts and a parka at the same time,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

If your town has an equal number of bars and churches,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

If you know how to say.... Wanuskewin, Qu'appelle, Valparaiso, Waskesiu, Saskatoon

You might live in Saskatchewan.

If you think that ketchup is a little too spicy,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

If vacation means going "up north" for the weekend,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

You measure distance in hours,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

You know several people, who have hit deer more than once,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

You often switch from "Heat" to "A/C" in the same day and back again,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

You can drive 65 mph through 2 feet of snow during a raging blizzard without flinching,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

You see people wearing hunting clothes at social events,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

You install security lights on your house and garage and leave both unlocked,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

You think of the major food groups as beer, fish, and venison,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

You carry jumper cables in your car, and your girlfriend knows how to use them,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

There are 7 empty cars running in the parking lot at any given time,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

You design your kid's Halloween costume to fit over a snowsuit,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

Driving is better in the winter because the potholes are filled with snow,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

You know all 4 seasons: almost winter, winter, still winter, and of course, road construction,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

Your idea of creative landscaping is a plastic deer next  to your blue spruce,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

If "Down South" to you means Regina,

You might live in Saskatchewan.

You find -20C degrees "a little chilly",

You might live in Saskatchewan.

The scary thing is, that while this is kinda funny, most of them are pretty true too!  At least in my experience.

Feeding Miss Cessa

Some of you may remember my dilemma this past fall regarding my old mare Cessa.  I wasn't sure if she would make the winter, or if it was even fair to ask her to try.
Well I'm very pleased to report that she's doing better than she has the last few winters, and way better than she did this summer.  Its taking a bit of work, time and money but its so worth it. 
A few of you have asked what I'm feeding her so I thought it was worthy of a post:

Three times a day she gets her "grain"... which is basically a big ole bucket of things mixed together, and is her main meal as she pretty much doesn't eat hay right now.

*everything she gets she's fed is 3x a day unless otherwise noted* 

We start off with 5 cups of beet pulp, I add approximately 15 cups of water to the pellets.  Although there is some information out there saying that the pellets don't need to be soaked I'm not comfortable trying that out for myself!  Needless to say with our winters the bucket has to soak in the house, otherwise it ends up a big frozen mess.

Above beet pulp before soaking.  Below beet pulp after soaking for a few hours.

In the morning feed she gets Seabuck (click the link for more info)  In the afternoon and evening feeds she gets 3/4 cup of corn oil.

When its feeding time I head to the barn and into the feed room to add the rest.  Two cups of rolled oats (not whole although Peavey Mart has given me whole oats 2 out of 3 times, even though the bag is marked rolled.  No more oats from PM!!)

One cup of sweet feed.  Really its mostly because it was always her favourite treat lol

Five cups of senior feed

And, as of Sunday, a 1/2 cup of rice bran.  Thanks Mikey for mentioning it on your blog, I had totally forgotten about the 'magic of rice bran'! :o  Probably because I've never needed it before Cessa got this old.

Quick peek at everything piled into the bucket on top of the soaked beet pulp:

And the finished product, being thoroughly enjoyed!! :D

I think its paying off... here's a couple pics from this past Sunday:

Looking a little scruffy, but she just had her blanket taken off after wearing it for a looong time!

Not bad for a 30 year old TB mare, that was just officially retired to pasture pony 2 years ago (she had maybe 2 rides in the last 2 years)  She's looking pretty good but I'm hoping adding that rice bran will fatten her up a bit more.

Sunday Stills ~ Green

What?  Isn't recycling "green"??

New cowboy boots

 Unfortunately its too cold out to wear the boots, so I'm wearing these

2 of the 4 flags at the end of our driveway have green ('Riders flag and Saskatchewan flag)

Tree from the shelterbelt

Colts ~ 1 month home

It was (finally!) nice out enough to take some pics.  The colts weren't too interested in posing however.  Pretty sure they spent most of the last 2 days huddled up in their shelter.  Today all they were interested in was stuffing their faces into the round bale.  So here are the 2 best pics of what I got, and they're not too good lol:

Odin from behind, not standing too nice but I've seen him stand better so I'm not too worried right now.  He's a little scruffy but we haven't introduced Mr Brush to him yet

Tavi from the side.  The only time he took his face out of the hay was to peek under his "brother" at the dogs playing outside his pen.  Another young man that needs to take "Grooming 101"

Friday Funny ~ Standup

They grow up so fast

My little man is 10 months old today!  *sigh* He's almost full grown and is a really nice size for a small "farm" dog.  He's small enough to cuddle, but sturdy enough that I don't worry too much about him. 
He may look a little "soft" in this pic but he's a lean mean machine.  You can really see how ripped he is when he runs... which is his favourite outdoor speed lol

Tucker Jan/11

He will cuddle with Pie but he's definitely MY 'baby'... in fact he's sitting on my lap right now (and he keeps popping his head up to check the computer, almost like he's approving my post lol)
He sleeps snuggled up with me; either against my stomach, in the bend of my knees or (my favourite) curled up beside me with his head on my shoulder or in the crook of my neck. 
Whenever possible he goes in the truck with me, he even came along when I picked up the colts :)

I love my little guy... happy birthday buddy

Sunday Stills ~ Macro

Its been awhile since I've had a chance to join in the Sunday Stills.  Not sure if these really qualify but I thought I'd give the Macro theme a shot (haha)  The pic of Octavius is from the archives, its from the beginning of October which is why he's not a hairy little yak lol

Octavius

Snowman

bar counter at our restaurant

Baby pics

I thought I'd share a few pics from this fall when I was 'colt shopping'.  At this time I still wasn't 100% sure what was coming home.  My original "short list" had our two boys that we brought home, Odin (grullo) and Octavius (sorrel) but there was also a liver chestnut and two bays.   I don't know why but I love a 'plain' little bay (funny that I ended up with anything but!)
In the end it was down to Oscar (liver chestnut) and Odin.  Not sure what it was but that last day I picked Odin.  Kinda funny because he sure wasn't doing anything to try to win me over while Oscar was being very friendly.

They seem so tiny when I look back at those pics and compare them to the ones from the day I brought them home... or what I see when I go out to the pen now lol

This early October day though I made my decision, this is the last time I saw the boys before they came home:

Odin & his mama 10/02/10

Octavius 10/02/10

Friday Funny ~ Grown Up Truths

1. I think part of a best friend's job should be to immediately clear your computer history if you die.

2. Nothing sucks more than that moment during an argument when you realize you're wrong.

3. I totally take back all those times I didn't want to nap when I was younger.

4. There is great need for a sarcasm font.

5. How the hell are you supposed to fold a fitted sheet?

6. Was learning cursive really necessary?

7. Map Quest really needs to start their directions on # 5. I'm pretty sure I know how to get out of my neighborhood.

8. Obituaries would be a lot more interesting if they told you how the person died.

9. I can't remember the last time I wasn't at least kind of tired.

10. Bad decisions make good stories.

11. You never know when it will strike, but there comes a moment at work when you know that you just aren't going to do anything productive for the rest of the day.

12. Can we all just agree to ignore whatever comes after Blu-Ray? I don't want to have to restart my collection...again.

13. I'm always slightly terrified when I exit out of Word and it asks me if I want to save any changes to my ten-page technical report that I swear I did not make any changes to.

14. I keep some people's phone numbers in my phone just so I know not to answer when they call.

15. I think the freezer deserves a light as well.

16. I disagree with Kay Jewelers. I would bet on any given Friday or Saturday night more kisses begin with Miller Lite than Kay.

17. I wish Google Maps had an "Avoid Ghetto" routing option.

18. I have a hard time deciphering the fine line between boredom and hunger.

19. How many times is it appropriate to say "What?" before you just nod and smile because you still didn't hear or understand a word they said?

20. I love the sense of camaraderie when an entire line of cars team up to prevent a jerk from cutting in at the front. Stay strong, brothers and sisters!

21. Shirts get dirty. Underwear gets dirty. Pants? Pants never get dirty, and you can wear them forever.

22. Sometimes I'll look down at my watch 3 consecutive times and still not know what time it is.

23. Even under ideal conditions people have trouble locating their car keys in a pocket, finding their cell phone, and Pinning the Tail on the Donkey - but I'd bet everyone can find and push the snooze button from 3 feet away, in about 1.7 seconds, eyes closed, first time, every time.

24. The first testicular guard, the "Cup," was used in Hockey in 1874 and the first helmet was used in 1974.  That means it only took 100 years for men to realize that their brain is also important.

Ladies.....Quit Laughing.

Heal the past, live the present, dream the future.

Ooooh the temptation!!

**First of all I would like to say Thank You to you all for your kind words regarding my last post.  It did help to write it out and get things off my chest and your support was truly appreciated.**

Now onto today's post...
Two summers ago I ran into my friend Michelle (who lives a few hours away) and found out she bred Boston Terriers.  I jokingly (sort of) said "I'm putting in an order for a brindle. But it has to wait until we get an acreage because I can NOT have another dog in the city"
Fast forward to late last spring when we moved to our acreage.  Two weeks after we moved I saw a Facebook status update from Michelle saying "I have two brindle boys for sale!"
After a discussion with Pie I asked Michelle to send me a pic... here's the very first time I saw Tucker:

For the record she did also send me a pic of his brother.  After e-mailing back and forth about the pup's personalities I knew I wanted Tucker.  Then one day we met up in 'the city' and I got my little guy.
He was sooo tiny compared to Comet & Misty when they were pups, but like most puppies he played hard and slept hard.  He was so gosh darn cute!  I have tons of pics of him sleeping, but I'll spare you and just show one:

And as he approaches being a year old (in March!) he is growing into a handsome little dog:

Who is also a bit of a pain in Comet's butt... literally.  Poor old Comet, Tucker harasses him endlessly.  Grabbing mouthfuls of hair or his tail and setting back to pull, or chewing on his hocks, or just bouncing around like a pesky mosquito.
Its funny to watch the doggie dynamics.  When it was just Comet & Misty it always seemed like Comet was "top dog".  Now things have changed, Tucker bosses Comet yet he would never pull the crap he does to Comet on Misty, she has that little guy toeing the line!
So where's the temptation you ask?  Well Michelle posted on Facebook that she has a new litter of black & white Bostons that will be ready for new homes at the end of the month...
We DO want a second Boston eventually however right now is not the time.  I do NOT need 4 dogs.  And while I would like to think that Tucker and the other puppy would play with each other and Comet would get some relief I kinda think what would happen is that the two Boston's would gang up on the poor old guy! lol

Regarding the Twitter post

I wasn't going to do a post on my recent Twitter comment (re the family tragedy). But I've had a few comments/e-mails regarding it so I wanted to set the record straight and reassure you that Pie, our critters and myself are all fine.

(well Pie has a cold and due to his history with "colds" he's going to the doc on Wednesday)

I would probably not continue on any further with the explanation except that what DID happen is in my head and I need an outlet for it. Now this is going to get personal and real, and isn't a pretty story. I'm not seeking attention or sympathy I just need to try to clear my head.

Last Monday, January 3rd, Pie & I were enjoying our day off together and doing errands in the city. We had plans to go out to my mom & stepdad's for supper that night as they had a rare Monday off (or more accurately the Tuesday off and therefore they could have company Monday night). I was waiting in the car while Pie ran into Home Depot to grab some nails for Stepdad's air nailer. When he came back he got in the car and said "I can't go to your mom's I have to work tonight. Sofia died, she was killed."
I immediately thought of my year old niece and was in shock. He must have realized who I was thinking of because as I chocked out a "What?!" He said "Not little Sofia, Napoleon's Sofia." Sofia was Pie's cousin.
All we knew at that time was that she had been hit by a "water delivery" truck (the company has managed to keep their name out of the news, although we know which company it was). As tends to happen rumours ran rampant that day and the next. First it was she was hit in the street, then you hear the sidewalk, then the parking lot...
I was okay for about 15-20 minutes as Pie drove us home. Then the news came on the radio and when they mentioned that her body was still in the middle of the road (one of our city's busiest roads) I just started to cry. I understand the police need to do their job, and part of that involves measurements and photos and so they were not able to remove her from the scene immediately, it just got to me. That and the way the announcer made it sound like the big part of the story was the inconvenience to driver's being re-routed around the accident.
It turns out that what did happen was that Sofia was leaving the grocery store where she worked and taking something to the grocery store across the street. The driver of the delivery truck was waiting to turn onto the street, its a busy street and can be hard to get onto sometimes. He must not have seen her standing on the edge of the sidewalk, as he turned onto the street he hit her and she was dragged into the road.
He didn't even realize he'd hit her as he drove off. He had no idea until someone flagged him down and told him, at which point he returned.
Sofia was very small, I believe not even 4'5 (and yes that may be part of why she wasn't seen by the driver). She had a brain tumor when she was very young and went through surgeries and radiation.  She was not supposed to live past 2, she was 34 when she was killed.
I'm sure that driver is going through hell trying to process what happened. He's a young guy, just 22 or 24 and had just recently started the job.  This will be with him the rest of his life.  One of the uncles went to talk to him and his family, to offer his reassurance that the family knows it was an accident and bears no ill will toward him.
I wasn't that close to Sofia (with our lifestyle, the restaurant, its hard to get to know people) but what I did know of her is that she was a very special person. Life had thrown a lot of challenges in her path but she always had a smile and a kind word.
I think what makes it so hard for me is the little coincidences, like that my BIL had just seen her that morning. And that I was blocks away when the accident happened. In fact I watched as one of the police cars was trying to get down the road to respond. It had its lights and sirens going and people were so slow to move out of the way, I remember thinking "heaven forbid you get out of the way, what if it were YOUR friend of family they were trying to help?!"
Then there are those wheels in my mind that just won't slow down. I keep questioning things... Did she see it coming? Did she die instantly or was she aware as she was dragged into the street?
It doesn't help that the family is talking about it a lot, and that our customers keep offering condolences and talking about it. And there are more details that are just too morbid/disturbing to share.  Maybe taking the time to put this in writing will help quiet my mind.

The prayer service is tomorrow and the funeral is Tuesday. Although I'm sure it will be a closed casket I do know what she'll be wearing, a wedding dress. It is Greek tradition that an unmarried woman be buried in a wedding dress as she will now be God's bride.

I thank those of you that I do know enough to have talked to abou this, whether its been on the phone, in person, or even those brief Facebook and e-mail msgs.  Your kind words and thoughts mean a lot.

Friday Funny ~ Standup

For those of you who haven't heard of Henry Cho, I hope you like him:


Here's my favourite bit. Youtube wouldn't let me inbed it so follow the link:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U7_3xxQXgFs

Wordless Wednesday

Lola ~ December 2010

If I close my eyes you can't see me!!

Applejack last winter at the old place

I'm sure Applejack is wishing he had somewhere to hide now.  The poor guy is back to work... and getting good work outs.  The kind where it takes 2 coolers and a good towelling plus some barn time before he can be dry enough to blanket and turn back out.

After having the summer off due to his feet being too soft/sore/tender (because of our unusually wet summer) he has re-joined the real world.  lol