My how time flies......

My how time flies when you are freezing your shoes off! Hard to believe it is a whole new year out here in the barn.........probably all over the world too but my world is my barn since that's where they keep the feed. I'll spend a little time today trying to catch you up.........


In case you don’t know my name is Precious, Skippers Precious ‘Dakota’ to be exact. I am a registered American Paint Horse. My horse, Pretty Boy Trouper, is a Red Roan Appaloosa horse. We live here with a couple of humans and a couple of dogs. My dog is called 'Mudfoot' because her feet are always muddy. My house mouse types my stories for me because hooves just don’t type well.

Today is the last day of the year 2007.

Windy and cool but not too bad for the time of year it is. We got two big round bales of hay yesterday but we don’t really care. As long as the human girl keeps bringing us flakes of hay we don’t need them. And anyway there is still some green out in the pastures for us to graze on. It has been a very mild winter so far. Tonight and for the next couple of nights though it is supposed to be about 20 degrees or so overnight so I hope the human girl remembers to give us some extra hay before the sun goes down. I bet my dog, Mudfoot, would like some fresh hay in her igloo house too for those kinds of temperatures. ‘Mudfoot’ is a red Lab dog. She is very sweet but very loud. She thinks she has to be to get the humans attention for us. We don’t tell her we can do it ourselves because it makes her think she is doing something important. Sometimes we go stand by her yard just so she will put up a fuss and get us some attention quickly without us getting in trouble for banging on stuff we aren’t supposed to bang on. I banged on a gate one time with my foot that it fell over. Boy was I surprised when that happened! I couldn’t do anything but stand there. I was trying to decide if I should just go ahead and go in now that I could but I was thinking that big noise was surely going to get some humans attention and I know how much she liked that gate and there it was just laying there on the ground….all my fault. Me and my big ole foot attached to my big ole leg. And sure enough I was right she was not happy. Said so right out loud. “Oh I can’t believe you did that Precious! I am not happy. Not happy at all. You go on now Precious. Oh my oh my. Let’s go girl we have to get you put in your pasture right now!!” And that’s what she did. She put me in my pasture and locked the gate and I didn’t see her again for hours she was so mad. The man human came home and he said he would fix things right up. No more gate. Just a fence. Now I can’t get in that side yard which means I can’t look in the windows of the house with my nose up against the glass to see what they are doing. I can still see in there but it's just not the same not being able to look close up. Wish that gate hadn’t fallen down, it’s the termites fault not mine. Yeah The Termites!