We have two new horses. They belonged to an older couple (our age) who couldn't keep them because of illness. So, with our vet as a go-between, they gave both horses to us because we could keep them together, which was what the people wanted. Betsy and I picked up the horses on Friday. It rained all weekend, which gave our two horses, Doc and Peanut, time to get acquainted with the new horses, Poncho and Q-T. They live across the barn aisle from each other---Doc and Peanut on the left and Poncho and Q-T on the right. So far, so good. The horses are older--20s, but so are we so it's a good match.
This photo was taken October 29, 2018, just before Halloween. That was the last time I saw Precious 2. I used to call her for breakfast and dinner and she would come running from the north end of the house. She had staked out the fireplace as her territory after we took in two feral cats from the border at San Ysidro. Precious 2 was the sweetest kitty.
The feral cats, Jackson and Toby, are safe and sound in the cat house. They could leave like the other cats do any time they want, but I believe they think they won the lottery and have no intention of leaving.
In the photo below, the two feral cats are on the shelf in the cat room. Jackson is on the left and Toby on the right.
In May 2018, our granddaughter, Sofie, came to visit us while her adoptive mother, Susie (Dennis's niece) was undergoing treatment for brain cancer. Susie passed away September 20, 2018, and Sofie now lives with us full time.
Hard to believe it's been almost a year since I've posted to the blog. I blame my back surgeries--my last one was. in December 2017. It's been so difficult to recover from 3 back surgeries. I hope this is the last one. Of course I can't remember everything that's happened over the year, but as far as the ranch goes:
We lost two cats: Bob-B (over 20 years old) and Little Bug. Losing Bob-B was especially hard since he was the last of the first cats we had at the ranch. And Little Bug was a stray who strayed into the ranch and was here for a few years. He was barely touchable even after all that time.
Bob-B could sleep anywhere.
Sammy (left) and Little Bug on greenhouse roof.
Little Bug in 2013
Bob-B when he was young. He passed away in the spring of 2018.
August is beginning to be my least favorite month. Last August we lost Shalla and today we lost Pumpkin (Reseda), at 31 the oldest of our two rescue Arabians. It's been a little over 2 years since we brought her and her stablemate, Peanut, home. I think she had a good two retirement years here at the ranch.
Pumpkin and Peanut grazing in the pasture, Nov. 2016