Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Mish Mash

It's almost 2 AM and I can't sleep. It's hot. The smoke alarms keep beeping to tell us they need new batteries. They spread their beeps out so you just get to sleep when the next one beeps. The guineas and frogs are singing so loudly no one can sleep any way. So this will be a mishmash of thoughts.
Home At Last is in a beautiful setting. It may be hot, but there are plenty of trees for the horses to find shade. Some of them prefer to stand and bake their bones in the sun. Others nap in the dust, while others play in the water troughs.Dr. Darling , our vet, is also on our Board of Directors. Like us, he values each of the critters' lives as though they were all multimillion dollar animals. Of course, they are worth more than that. They are priceless. Each animal gets the care and consideration one would hope for. These are our precious gifts and we treasure them .

Daphne the barn cat was born in the woodpile when we lived in Magalia. She made the move with us to Yankee Hill. I wish I could say she is a good mouser. Her best trait is she is lovable. She says to the mice, "Just move over and make room for me at the feeding dish." Her full name is Daphne Braveheart Thistledown.


Aurora is our greatest success story. She came to us starved beyond recognition, having eaten only mud and manure for years. She had a very bad eye injury. This brave girl fought for her life when most others would have given up. This summer she, Chardonnay and Sunny are enjoying Margaret's 10 acre pasture. We call it Margaret's Summer Camp for Arabian Girls.



There are horse angels all over and we are privileged to have Diane P as one. She rescued Daisy from Craigslist and continues to donate for her. Thank you, Diane.

The Three Billy Goats Not So Gruff are thriving. Jim needs to finish their yard so they have more room. He's just not motivated when it's 103 degrees. Thank you Rod and Karen H for the very generous donation made in memory of Rod's mother Mary. The vet will be glad to get some of the money we owe him.
The bugs are flying into the computer. I'm pretending they're the sandmen and I can go to sleep now.




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