A View Through My Eyes: Week 32

Pictures of the beach I took a while back. It was my dog Bama's first trip to the beach. He enjoyed it! He enjoyed running in the sand. 

 

Would you like to see my dog playing on the beach?  I uploaded a video to my YouTube channel!

Paddy Anne's First Trip to the Vet Since I Brought Her Home

I brought Paddy Anne home in June and not long after my Mama and I took her and my dog Bama to the Vet. Paddy Anne needed her second round of puppy shots and a checkup and Bama needed his yearly shots and checkup.   Both of my puppies did very good.

On our way to the Vet, Mama and I stopped by McDonalds. I do not remember what I got to eat, but I know I got a Caramel Mocha Macchiato. Those are so good!  You can buy a carton of it at the store too.

 I enjoy taking pictures when I am riding in the car. Okay, I admit I enjoy taking pictures anytime.

 Bama enjoys looking out the window on car rides. 

There is a neat story that goes with this necklace.  Years ago I bought the cameo and made the necklace. I was going to sell it in my Etsy shop but instead I decided to keep it for myself. I had wanted a yorkie for a very long time.  Then I found out about Morkies, and I wanted either a Yorkie or a Morkie. God blessed me with a puppy Morkie. A morkie is part yorkie and part maltese.  Paddy Anne was named Honey Blossom by her owners, and when I got her at six weeks I changed her name a little later.

I thank God for blessing me with Bama, Paddy Anne and my horses, Shiloh, Takoda, and Sundance. What about Sunshine and Dixie Robyn, and who is Sundance you might ask? Come back for another blog post and I will tell you!

A View Through My Eyes: Week 28

I took this picture a few days ago. All of my horses were lined up along one of the fences.

A View Through My Eyes: Week 27

I took these pictures over the weekend of my horse Sunshine and her colt.  I started this section "A View Through My Eyes," sometime between the years 2008-2010  I should be way past the Week 27 mark. I was at one time and for some reason started from the beginning. I should try to remember to post more photographs to this section.

A View Through My Eyes Week 26: My Dixie Robyn and Bama

 Dixie Robyn and Bama are good friend

 Look at the smile on Bama's face!

Dixie Robyn and Bama look like they are carrying on a conversation.

My Dogs New Toy Basket

Look at my puppys face! He looks like he is saying "What is this?"

He was checking it out.

He looked away as if to say "I'm still not sure about this!"

After a few minutes he warmed up to it. He now likes his toy basket and will go to it to get his toys out.

He won't take the bag of treats out, but he will stare at the bags and look at me if I am near him so that I will give him one! 

I love my dog!

My Handsome Dog Bama

 

 

 

 

 

Lessons While Watching My Horses

 I just love it when God uses my animals to get my attention. Our horses are smarty britches. We keep the water hose hung over the side of the fence by their water. They refuse to leave it there. Instead they pick it up with their mouth and toss it back over the fence.

 Don't we do something similar. God offers us living water. Life and nourishment for our spirit. Instead of drinking from His endless supply daily. We toss it back over our fence as if to say I don't have time for you now God. Let me do it my way. When all the while He wants to provide us with His love that refreshes. 

To often we refuse and stay dehydrated, stressed, depressed and miserable, when all we have to do is let Him flow over our fence. Just thinking..

*I typed this up on my Facebook status a few years ago.*

Goodbye's Are Never Easy

Saying goodbye is never easy, neither is this blog post. The picture is of my American Paint Horse Cupcake. Isn't she pretty? She was born late May 28th, 2015 to my horse Sassy ShyAnne. Her Daddy is Shiloh.  Sadly she became sick, almost overnight. I say overnight because even though the disease had probably been building up and taking it's toll on her immune system, it was not until Wednesday of this week that we noticed she was not acting herself. She wanted to lay down more than usual. She acted tired.  My Daddy noticed she was limping, but we thought maybe one of our other horses kicked her, as horses have a way of doing other horses when they do not want to be disturbed or feel jealous. 

Look at sweet baby Cupcake with her Mama hours after she was born. I remember Daddy woke me up that morning. I knew from the excitement in his voice that Sassy had her baby. I jumped out of bed, threw on some shoes and headed outside to see our lovely foal. A filly! 

Even Bama was excited about the new addition to our family. 

So precious. I enjoyed spending hours with her the day she was born, and the next day, and any other time after that, that I could get outside to play with her. 

In this picture you can tell Sassy Shy'Anne was a tired Mama.

This is one of my favorite pictures. Sassy and Goober lovingly checking on baby Cupcake. Goober was outside with Sassy when the baby was born. He seemed to share a special bond with her up until his death in October 2015, another unpleasant goodbye.

Cupcake was the first newborn foal I had ever loved on, pettied and held  in my arms. As you can see fro the picture, it was love at first sight. 

Cupcake loved laying in the hay. It just so happened that laying in the hay is where her life ended over a year after I took this picture.

This picture I took the day after Cupcake's sister was born. Same Dad, the stud in the background, but different mare, of course, considering the fillies were born two months apart. 

Cupcake was a good horse. She had her own personality with a mixture of  Shiloh's gentle nature, and Shy'Anne's sassieness.  I called her my Shiloh Look-a-Like because she looked so much like Shiloh when he was younger, and the older she got the more she looked like Shiloh. 

Wednesday night my Parents and I went to Alabama. Thursday evening we got a call from family who told us that Cupcake was on the ground. She did not look good. She would not get up. They tried to get her to stand up, she would attempt but fall back down.  I called our Veterinarian in Mississippi. 

She said from the description it sounded like Cupcake had encephalitis, which is dangerous, life threatening and contagious to other horses.  She said she would ride out and see Cupcake and see what she could do, but she prepared us for the worst,  just in case.

By the time the Vet got to our house in Mississippi, we were already on the road headed back home from Alabama, so we could be there to handle whatever we needed to handle. 

We were anxiously awaiting the call back from the Vet, but dreading it at the same time. At last my phone rang, I handed it to my Daddy, I knew I would break down in tears on the phone if I answered and I did not want to do that. 

The result, Cupcake indeed had encephalitis, a bad case that could not be controlled. My other horses had to have vaccines, Shiloh would not let the Vet give him his vaccine, so she left the shot for me to give him, which I did today, but that story is for another blog post. 

Cupcake had to be euthanized. My heart broke.  I was not there when she was put to rest, and her suffering ended, but my heart was. I cried and cried.  I am crying thinking about it now while typing this blog post.

I was not with her when she entered this world, and I was not with her when she left this world, but the time I was with her between her beginning and end was special to me.

In my eyes, you died to young Cupcake, but you will never be forgotten. I love you Cupcake, my Shiloh look-alike.