Dobbin, Jenny and Jessie enjoyed the hay from the truck. They were waiting for us to come out with the good stuff.
Look at that blue, blue sky. Jim hooked the empty trailer to go for a load of hay. We are using about 12 bales a day during the winter.
We have been worried about Tiger Lily and her weight loss, so this morning I wandered down to the lower well and brought her up. The idea was to let her out with Lexi and Ruby. She could eat hay all day.
We hadn't consulted Tiger Lily about this and she very quickly let us know she didn't want out. She wanted back with her herd. After about 45 minutes we realized she was not going to eat. She was looking for a way back in the turn out.
Jim went to the lower barn. Tiger Lily was back behind the stall turn outs. Jim said to her, "Come around the panels to the gate and I'll let you back in." Tiger turned and looked at him, walked on the hillside and stood beside him while he undid the gate.
She is not a horse we have spent a lot of time with and she definitely loves her herd, but she knew-she knew- what Jim had said and what he meant. She went in, turned to thank him and trotted back down to her herd. No one can tell us there is no communication between horse and man.
We loaded the Ford with Thrift Store items and off we went. Stopped by Laura's and Miss Pickles' place, then off to the Thrift Store
Helen and Ron have been working really hard to get things ready for the Feb 15 opening.
They still need counter tops, lumber, plywood, book cases, cleaning stuff, tables and a washer and dryer.
Hi, Ron. Let's help them fill the store with items to sell. Proceeds go to the animals at Home At Last.
Bring your items to 611 Walnut Chico between 11-4 daily. Let's fill these rooms.
It sure looks good. Thanks, Helen and Ron, for your exceptionally hard work. Volunteers are needed. Can you help? 530-990-1340 Clean up, set up, pricing, selling, intake.
Laura and I had lunch and then it was time to head home. That's Kirshner's Wildlife place on the left.
The drive over the Feather River is always pretty, if there is water in the Lake.
Makes me sing one of my favorite songs- Bridge Over Troubled waters-----
Ah! Home At Last.
How many people are lucky enough to have donkeys waiting for them at the side of the house?
My truck came home empty.
And Jim's trailer came home loaded. That's a week's worth.
This is where the old horse trailer was- the one Dobbin would stand underneath. It is being fixed up by Tumbleweed Productions for their programs. Home At Last will benefit from their shows.
My father would have said, "See the trailer that isn't there?"
The donkeys were glad Jim got back.
You're welcome, Jenny.
On a very serious note. We have mud. I think all Northern California has mud. Some states are buried under snow. The price of fuel is going up. The price of feed is going up. More and more horses are going to be feeling the effects of the weather and the economy. Please, friends. Be a voice for the animals that cannot speak for themselves. If you see any situation that looks wrong, unsafe or neglectful, please, report it. Keep reporting it until something is done. Call your county animal control, the humane society, law enforcement, county supervisors and the news. Let everyone know that animals will not be allowed to live in horrible, unsafe conditions.
We have mud, yes. But our horse are moved around so that they do not have to live in it. No animal should have to struggle knee deep in the goo.
Sparkle looks good now. He feels good now. He is a testament to people's cruelty and to survival. Please, speak out for all the Sparkles in the world.
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