http://www.juntosociety.com/patriotism/inytg.html

Read this now!

All of it!

Ah, to have men like that again!

Oh, and report back to me and let me know what you think of it. One of the greatest things I have ever read!

We had rain last night and it’s been damp and cloudy all day. I went to Faith and watched a bunch of horse people ride around in the rain and mud. Interesting! 🙂

Oh, it was cool enough, I wore my long handles. And was real glad! 🙂 LOL

Now, go read!

Got all my bales hauled in and stacked. Also rode Pilgrim up north this morning and moved some heifers. Good thing Shadow went along as they were pretty stupid. But it was a good job for a colt and my dog.

Drove down to Punkin’ Center and had a guy fix my wipers. All it was, was the stupid fuse! Wish I had some mechanical know how at times!

Then Brad brought the 3 year old blue roan home. He did a dandy job. Only messed with him a little, but he sure is handling good. Ain’t scared of a rope either. Now, if we can just keep putting some time in with him. Brad say’s he’s gentle. Hmm, big, stout, gentle blue roan,…………might just be worth some money one of these days! 🙂

I am headed to Faith in the morning to watch the Ranch Horse competition. Go cheer on one of the neighbor kids, who’s just getting awfully handy.

Still fairly cool for this time of year.

I took off yesterday morning and ran up to Newell and got the meat from the cow we had butchered. We had steaks for dinner yesterday. Excellent! I sure feel sorry for people who don’t get to eat a steak off a fat, dry cow who is from 3 to 5 years old. They have so much more taste! This was a Corrientee. That will learn her to come up dry and not have a calf!

Tate and I rode down south and looked for yearling’s to doctor but nobody seemed to need out attention. On the way back we stopped at the tank where I have been trying to get everything fixed up. Tate brought the tractor home and I lead the horse he had ridden down there. Earlier we had went down and put cement in the bottom of the tank to plug off the center part. You put the sacks of concrete mix in dry and then just cover with water. The concrete seems to set up better under water. And you don’t have the bother of having to mix all that mud.

When we got the tractor home, Tate helped me to take the loader off the old tractor so we can use parts from it on the loader on the 856.

Gramma went down after she got home from work and checked on Sam. She said he just sat on her lap all the time she was there. He is sore and doesn’t want to move very much, like his arm is hurting him. Poor little guy.

My vet is supposed to stop by today and geld my two year old stud. And another neighbor came over and cut and baled about 80 bales of hay, so I need to get started hauling them in where they need to be for the winter. Here it is August and I need to think about winter! Guess I am not a grasshopper after all!

80 some degrees today.Not bad for the first of August!

Mares and fillies were in close to the corral so I suckered them in and worked with the yearling fillies this morning and with a 4 year old, a 2 year old and combed the rats nests out of Jam’s mane. Chance came this evening and we went down south and finally got my plumbing done and the tank set back over the waterline. Now I just need to go hook up the float and fill the hole in the center of the earthmover tire that is the tank, with cement.

A neighbor was supposed to come and start cutting some hay this week, but it was rainy enough, he hasn’t got here yet. That’s okay, he will get here soon enough.

Tate and Kass and the boys will be here any minute now. Tate is going to help me fix the roof so it quits leaking. Wish us luck!

The boys were playing in their kitchen yesterday late afternoon. Evidently Gus got the door to the cook stoke open and jumped on it, tipping it over on himself and Sam. Sam had a bruise and didn’t want to use his arm, so the kids took him to the doc last night, while Gus stayed here with me and Gramma. Sam broke it just above the elbow so has to look like a part of the Hulk for 3 weeks, before they will take this cast off!

I sure have had a lot of them on my arms and legs over the years!

Rained last night. Ought to help keep the grass going for awhile. Looks like maybe a half inch or so.

Went out to get a bull in yesterday afternoon. I rode Pilgrim, my 4 year old. We didn’t gt him. He was on a twisty, muddy creek and used it to his advantage. I finally decided it wasn’t worth messing up my colt any more than I had, in my anger and frustration, so came home for a better trained horse and a bull whip. By the time I got home I had re-thought it and decided to go out today on a better trained horse and a bull whip and a better attitude. Maybe both of us will have a better attitude. We shall see!  🙂

When I ran to Belle the other day and got stuff to fix my water problem down south,I got 4 inch pipe and elbows. Chance and I went down yesterday to fix it and I realized that I should have gotten 3 inch. Senility is a bitch!

So I stole Cindy’s car this morning and ran back 80 some miles to Belle and returned the wrong parts and got new.

Just kind of putted around this afternoon and had a long conversation with a young man I don’t speak to all that often. Sure was a good visit. Cindy gave me hell, but it was sure a lot cheaper than driving to Belle after parts!

The vendors are transforming Sturgis to Bike Rally City. Not that many bikers yet. But they are coming. I can feel it in my bones!

Check this out. Thanks Og for the heads up.

http://mo-k-musings.livejournal.com/386506.html

Chance and I rode young horses down south thru’ the neighbors, looking for lost yearling’s or a bull. Found neither. He rode a new horse we just got back from a kid. I had seen this horse at a friends and he mentioned that he was for sale, cheap. I learned all there was to learn about the horse and told a neighbor kid, well really a young man of about 22, who is riding on a bunch of yearling’s, all about him. He thought he would sure work for him. My buddy delivered hime to the young guy last Monday, with the assurance that the young man could try him for a week and if he liked him, pay for him, if not send him home. The young man called the next morning and said he had ridden him twice and didn’t want him. Had all kinds of whiney excuses, but what ever, a deal is a deal.

I was a little put out that he hadn’t gotten a hold of my friend before he left as he could have stopped and picked him up on his way home.

They get to visiting over the phone and then the young man calls me all upset about the deal. I ain’t happy and let him know it and he assurse me that he will drop the horse at my house when he comes home to visit his folks.

Next morning my buddy calls and asks if I will drive the 120 miles to go get the horse as the young man’s boss has told him he will turn him out on the hiway if he don’t come get him that day and my buddy hasn’t got time, as he has other people lined up to come to his house and do several jobs. So Chance and I go get the horse and bring him home. Chance and Hope ride him yesterday evening and get along fine. Chance rode him this morning and traded horses with me and let me ride him. Now, this horse is no spade bit packin’, never make a mistake hore. But he sure is good enough to go chase down a yearling, rope him and get the job down, if you are half a hand. Hell, Hope rode him this afternoon and we went and got 3 yearlings out of the neighbors.

I sure under estimated the young feller. It damn sure won’t ever happen again.

But I think Hope has a new horse! Cheap!

How do you decide who is and isn’t a friend? How do we establish the parameters?

I met a lady some years back who contacted me to build a saddle to fit her horses back, that was having some trouble. I hate it when any of God’s creature suffer and when horses do, they usually give the person they around a hard time. Trouble is most people aren’t smart enough to know that it isn’t the horses fault, they are just trying to survive and get along. But of course, the horse always gets the blame.

Jill was wise enough to think that her horse had a problem that might be caused by her saddle. Turns out, it probably wasn’t, but in the learning of this she ordered a saddle and I made her a bare bones rig to ride with some modifications, to help her horse. She loved it and when I told her she would have to send it back so I could finish it, she didn’t want to give it up, so she just ordered another one!

Now, this is not a lady who has lots of money to just throw around, but she is also a lady who loves horses and in particular, her two. So I finally got her one made this spring and she brought me the first one and took the new one home. She spent a day here and I took her to a branding and let her ride Woody, my crazy bay who very few have ever ridden. Most just ain’t good enough hands to get along with him. She did excellent and had a great time.

Over the years, we have become friends. We send emails and she has had several of the things she has sent me, copied and put on this blog. We call and laugh and tease each other and whine and complain. You know, good friends.

She started having some medical problems this spring and the doctors couldn’t quite get a handle on it. Thought it might have been a stroke, but couldn’t be sure. She is no one to tamper with idly, so she gave them hell!

When she came out this spring, she had an episode on the way, but because of a note she saw written, she read a passage in her bible, which she always keeps with her when she travels, along with her pistol, and decided after reading Psalm 91 as suggested, that it was all part of God’s plan. On her way home, she had a friend riding with her and had another episode and this time completely blacked out. Her friend took control of the pickup and got them stopped and got her in an ambulance.

She also drove her part ways home to Indiana and met her husband who took her the rest of the way. She went in for more tests. This time they found a tumor in her brain. She wasn’t going to let them do anything with it at first as she was tired of the doctors who think they are God and was fed up. But she did go on at encouragement from friends. She was not afraid of dying, but of being crippled and sick with nausea

She had surgery today. Not good news. Tumor has twice as big as it had been shortly before. The doctor implanted radioactive seeds in her brain where they took out as much of the tumor as they could. She has lost use on one side of her body for now. 

For her sake, if she has to die from this, I hope she goes quickly. As much as I hate the thought of losing my friend, I hate the thought of a vibrant, active, fun loving, always laughing and joking, lovely lady, having to suffer and pass from this world into the next, as a sickly, sad creature.

I ask all of you to pray for my friend Jill.

Thanks.

I’ve got lots of good friends, and she is one of my favorites.

Damn. This hurts and sucks and I need her to get better and prove them all wrong.

Give them hell Jill!