A Scaredy Cat, A Squirrel, and A Lost Shoe!

The last few days of my visit at my folks' place was fun.

One afternoon while I was in the guest room at my laptop, reading blogs, Bogey the cat wandered in. He is not usually allowed in the guest room, but I let him hang out with me.

He made himself at home on the bed. He stretched out his legs and began to knead his claws on the faux fur throw. He was really workin' it here!

Then he heard the neighbor's dog barking, and perked up on high alert.

Then he ran out of the room in the flash of his tail!

That afternoon it was sunny, so my cousin T and I took her niece the "Pink Pirate Princess" for a bike ride. I took Rosie the dog along as she just loves to go for walks.

She spotted a squirrel in this tree. She even leaped several feet up the tree with all four legs a few times.....I thought she was about to start climbing!

Friday night, my mom, my aunt, her grand-daughter, and I went to the barn. I was their photographer using their cameras, so all of my pics will end up on their blogs! My mom rode her gelding Dusty and my auntie Cowgirl's Grace rode the Arabian gelding she leases, Albert. My mom showed me how she is working Dusty on leg yields at a trot, and my auntie showed me Albert's perfect slow western pleasure jog.

I was sad to leave. But it was time to head home and see my own spotted stinker!

But when I brought him out, this is what I discovered!

My stinker had lost a shoe! He has never done that. The farrier was booked for the day (at least what was left of the daylight, and we don't have outdoor lights) so we had to reschedule.

Since I couldn't work him on that tender hoof, My Boy got hand walked on the soft grass.....then got to eat some of it! He's doing a good job of keeping the back lawn mowed at the Painted Creek these days. Earning his keep, I guess.

After I put him away, I searched high and low for that dang lost shoe! Goodness, for over half an hour. I figured it got sucked out of a soft hoof (due to our recent warm and wet weather) and ended up somewhere in the muddy lower part of My Boy's pasture.

However, I could not find that steel puppy anywhere! Perhaps it got buried back over. I will check again next time. Oh well, at least I picked rocks as I went. I can't wait to get out there with the wheelbarrow once things dry up and pick up the rest of the rocks the winter mud has drudged up. I just hope my boy does not step on a nail from that shoe....all I need is for him to get a hoof abscess!

Was my shoe in here, Pony Girl?

It was a busy and fun week with family, horses, cats, dogs, and shopping!