I am Precious and my horse's name is Pretty Boy. Those are our barn names. That is what we get called on an everyday basis. I am a Paint horse and my paper name is Skippers Precious. My Pretty Boy is a Red Roan Appaloosa horse who's paper name is Trouper. Anywho........I tell the house mouse about our life and what happens out here on the farm and in my big red barn so she can tell you. Well now you know so on with the stories.................

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

We had a storm last night

My horse and I 'rode out' a storm last night well it was mostly this morning. There was some wind and rain and thunder and lightening. We stayed inside till it was gone. Then not long after that before it turned wintertime again the human baby girl from across the road got to come over and sit on my back. She likes to do that. I hold very very still. She used to not want to sit on me since I am so very big but she is not scared anymore. She sits up on my back and if I turn my head around I can see her face smiling. I don't turn my head to far so she doesn't get off balance. I only turn it enough to see her. She is so little it's not easy to tell she is sitting on me. I let her sit on me as long as she wants to. Makes me no matter. If she is happy sitting up there I will stand there. My horse says he will be happy when she gets big enough for him to give her a real ride instead of a rocking horse ride. Well that is just funny since I am not rocking but when he gives the little ones a ride he does rock! So anyway that is our day so far. Storms, fun, winter winds. Just waiting for our early afternoon snack now.

This afternoon the baby girl's big brother got to come over for horsey ride. He is in pre-kindergarten now so we don't see much of him. Maybe once a day is all we see him now except on the weekends. But I was telling you he came over for a visit. He gets on my horse and hangs onto a hank of hair. He is strong enough and big enough now that he can sit up there all by himself. Of course my horse, Pretty Boy, does not walk fast with him and one of the humans always has a hold of the lead rope but that boy is becoming a real cowboy. Today he said 'yeeeehaw! ride 'em cowboy!' That boy needs a cowboy hat.

1 comment:

grandmatexas said...

A memory that will stay with him for a lllloooooonnnngggg time. Love to see the little ones smile all over.