I thought I would take you all with me on an afternoon of work/play for Paint, Puncher and me. I say work/play because it is ranch work. T.H. considers it work. I know it’s work. But for me, it’s what I live for. We unload at the pens and ride out to the cattle on a wheat […]
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Mar 2012
Play at Work
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Mar 2012
I’ve been traveling with Paint a little bit this winter. We haven’t really had a “winter” to speak of. That’s why I get to travel so much. No snow, no ice, no cold weather. Let’s hear it for global warming! Puncher, Paint and I have been slipping down to Oklahoma to some Ranch Sortings […]
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Jan 2012
We’re having a deja vu moment. We’ve been here before. But, alas, Hollywood did not call when I pitched my “Biggest Looser.. Cowgirl Edition” to them. Oh well, we’ll just do what most grown up Cowgirl’s do …. buy a bigger saddle. (metaphor for jeans). On last Sunday I decided I wanted to compete in […]
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Jan 2012
Do you see that farthest little white dot out there? The first white dot is my little white dog. The second white dot is my mostly white horse, Paint, running away from me. This past Monday I decided that I want to go to a big Ranch Sorting Competition in Oklahoma City this coming Saturday. […]
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Jan 2012
Things happen to me. I fancy myself a pretty good hand with a horse. I feel comfortable multi-tasking while riding. I’ve led pack-strings in the mountains of Wyoming. I’ve had cowboys let me hold calves with a rope while they doctor. You know …. western cowboy stuff. I’m used to riding a horse and letting […]
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Dec 2011
See these guys? They are troublemakers. They are in big trouble with T.H. (so am I) They can run but they can’t hide from me anymore because they are essentially in jail. T.H. banished them to the “Trap Pasture” while I was out of town. The Trap Pasture is a 40 acre pasture, aptly named, […]
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Dec 2011
I bought these two fat quarters in Salt Lake City last summer. Anything with a Paint Horse on it is instantly mine. I’m just glad this time it was only $6.00 worth of fabric. It was speaking to me…… “Pillow Time” A nice little afternoon project on Thanksgiving weekend. “OK guys, I’m going upstairs to […]
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Nov 2011
Sometimes I can’t find my horses. It’s not that this ranch is so big. It’s not. I think they deliberately hide from me. They stand there laughing in groves of trees as Puncher and I whip by on the 4-wheeler 3 times. They know I’m looking for them. I check on them every couple of […]
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Jul 2011
My horse shoer broke up with me yesterday. I’m really busted up about it. In fact, I’m devastated. If I still drank, I’d be drunk right now. This is the most upsetting break up I’ve ever experienced.And I’ve been married three times. (My perspective may be off slightly due to all that drinking) It’s not like I’m […]
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Jul 2011
Does anyone remember Ralph E Wolf and Sam the Sheepdog ? From Looney Tunes? ( Ralph is really Wile E Coyote, in case you didn’t know) The other day when Puncher and I were moving pairs, images of Ralph and Sam waltzed right into my noggin. You see, when Puncher sets out to move cattle, they “skee-daddle.” […]
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