Back in the Saddle Again?

My neighbor asked for help in starting his 5 year old gelding yesterday. I told him that I was retired from starting horses, but I would help him do it himself. The more I thought about how I was going to do that the more I realized I was going to need to get back on a horse to show him how do do it. I guess old Bo's 2 year hiatus from being ridden because of of hock arthritis and my bad knees and old age is over. Hopefully. I've yearned to ride again, but I'm overweight and out of shape and my reflexes are so much slower. Right now it's too slick and the snow too deep to start. Come spring.... I'm excited that God had shown me a reason why to start doing what I loved best again.

Blah, blah, blah

Winter goes on and on. Super Bowl is over. Now, sports wise I look for signs of spring. Daytona is next weekend, pitchers and catchers report soon, the Westminister Dog show is next week, Kentucky Derby preps start next weekend and now there's talk of Bracketology. Also Emily talked of being excited for the softball season to start. Sigh...we're getting there.

Happy Twenty Ten

A new year. A new decade. What will it bring? There's hope and there's dread. I always wonder what will I gain and most important to me, what will I lose?

I feel for our patients. The newly diagnosed are in for a helluva year and those that have had disease longer are going to fight for seeing a next year. There is a lot of fear for the families and the patients. It's both tough and inspiring to see. God Bless them.

There are those that want to call this year Two Thousand Ten. Me? I'm a Twenty Ten fan. I never once said Happy One Thousand Nine Hundred Ninety Eight in my life for example. Yup, it's Twenty Ten to me. Less syllables. Economical. (c;

Winter *)d<_!!*&^%@@#$!!)c:

Christmas is over. Now the long haul sets in. It's a long time to April. At least we've got by the winter solstice and the days will slowly get lighter. I bought a Wii for Christmas so I could have some kind of exercise during winter besides feeding livestock. The cat proceded to chew one of the strategic wires in two. Well, it was fun for the first 24 hours. Amazon came to my rescue and a new sensor bar will be here on Tues. I'm probably the first human to go down with a Wii injury on the first day. The next day after several hours of Wiiing, bad choice of words, my hand was almost useless, swollen and couldn't move my fingers. I hope that I'm not out for the season.

New Faces on the Farm

Goats. We're goat rookies. 40 years of raising horses and now I have something that I've always wanted since I was a little kid. Goats. I bought 2 wethers and had no idea that they were so interesting, funny and smart. Stay tuned, and see how much trouble I get into when handling goats. The big one is pretty trained and the younger one is more of a project.

Super Filly

The best racehorse of this century is Rachel Alexandra. She's competed in all levels against males of different ages and beat them all. She doesn't seem to have a peer. I'm just in awe. I wish the rest of the sports media would wake up and show her some attention, but alas, it's the opening weekend of college football, the pennant races are heating up and the US Open is in the second round. After what she did today beating older males she needs attention. We'll see in the sports news cycles tomorrow. Too bad. The general sports public is missing out because of media bias.

Girl Horses Rule!

Time for a sport to finally have a great thing happen. The wonderful filly Rachel Alexandra who seems to have no peer of either sex has given horse racing a huge shot in the arm or rump it seems. She is breath taking and she knows she's good. She is the 21st century Ruffian or Secretariat or both combined. She's giving little horse loving girls a new heroine. I saw a little girl at the Haskell, a 1.2 million dollar race which she trounced the colts again, hold up a sign for Rachel saying "Sure I run like a girl, try and catch me." No one can.