I do confess that it has been kinda nice to have the time to just get stuff done around here. Usually I'm always a day behind on something. And never have time to plan a meal.
Well, it'll all change this next weekend because I actually have something dog related that will take me out of town if only for Saturday. I'm excited and am really looking forward to it. I do so miss my dog friends and thank goodness I get my little fix on Monday nights when I teach. I have the best students. Not only are they my students but I feel that they are all friends, too. And their dogs are awesome. I'd take each and every one of them in a heartbeat if there was an offer.
Things are still thumbs up for Keeper and his rehab program.
I tried trotting Nop with the bike yesterday but nothing puts him into the BC stalk like a bike does and while Keeper likes traveling to the side and slightly in front, Nop was behind and stalking. Too funny.
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You're right, poor Ruben would think he had died and went to hell. I'm not offended...I still love him.
I love barns...I love the quietness of them especially when they are filled with horses contently munching on their hay.
To me there is no placer closer to God than in a barn. And many a time I've just plopped down on a bale of hay and just hung out. Lots of thinking done in a barn.
I miss that but do get my barn fix still by doing agility. I just don't have the horses munching on hay part. Which means I also don't have the cleaning stall part too. :~)
My bio mother's name is Joyce.
Both my parents are immigrants from Hungary/Yugoslavia.
My dad was a wild boy and probably does have a kid or two that we don't know about (at least, I wouldn't put it past him). However, they'd be kids conceived in the Los Angeles area most likely. Any kid he "made" up here in Oregon would be my age or younger.
Doesn't mean the spirit isn't there. You and I had that whole country gal thing going on and it really shows in the stuff you say appeals to you. I can really SMELL my big ol' barn on the farm (we had 12 barns, but the big one was the best) with the Angus cattle munching their hay and me just laying on the bails thinking about stuff. I can totally smell it.