Well today I really did not want to get out of bed... its been a  LONG weeks and today is supposed to be my day off. My baby girl on the other hand, I just can't get to understand that its ok to sleep in on our days off at the office. Well, since she was so insistent of being up at 8:00AM I was up and about. I started a load of her laundry and a load of her cloth diapers this morning and watched her play on the floor in the living room while I checked my e-mail and played Farmville. Yes, I play Farmville, such an addicting little game, ERG! Well, she was on the other side of the coffee table and started to get really quiet. I got curious as to what she was doing or rather what she was into. I walked over to find her face down, knees pulled up under her with her face resting on her hands. She was ASLEEP! The little booger had played so hard she laied down to take a nap. The sight made me laugh and I proceed to take a photo with my camera and send it to my family, it was just too cute. I picked her up and took her to her crib so she could finish her nap in a more comfortable setting.

While the baby was asleep I went out to visit Project Pete and to feed him and the Crew. As I was getting grain ready I kept hearing thundering hooves back and forth behind the barn. When I went out of the barn, Dottie, one of the young horses was running from the dry lot to the pasture and back. It was SO funny, it was like she was racing an imaginary friend. The other horses in the lot with her just watched her. You know when you where little and you pointed your finger at your head and moved it in a circle to say someone crazy... if those horses know how to do that, THAT is what they would have been saying about Dottie at that moment. I think she wants to be a barrel racer or something, she can turn on her haunches and go, plus she is a fast little booger. Well, Pete was outside grazing in the yard while I was getting things ready, I had to mix a couple bags of grain together in a rubber tub that I keep it in and he HEARD me mixing and came walking in the barn. The little nosy man would NOT leave me alone, lol, I had to put the wheelbarrow in the doorway to keep him out of the barn. I guess I am trusting him a bit more because today I let him out to graze with just a halter on, before I would leave a lead rope on him in case he didn't want to be caught, but he has been so easy and good I decided today that he really didn't need it anymore. So, when I had everyone fed and watered I went to go get Pete. He followed me in the barn and into his stall. I proceeded to grab the curry and brush his coat out a bit. His coat is FINALLY deciding to shed out and when I was done it looked like I had murdered a small bunny underneath him. I decided to try picking up his feet again today. He did better than last time, but still didn't want to pick them up for very long. He picks his back feet up much better than the fronts, which I found odd, but greatly appreciated. I picked out his feet the best I could then left him to finish his lunch. ....Didn't see Sheba today, but perhaps she will be there tonight. I did however remove her kitten from the hay and took care of its tiny body.

My day is just starting, not sure I will get back on and write more tonight, but I want to! Have a wonderful day my dear followers and God Bless!

Well, today was somewhat busy even though it really wasn't supposed to. I went out to feed Project Pete this morning before church to find a black cat sitting on the hay. When she spotted me she jumped down and ran about 10 feet away then looked at me. I looked at her while I walked towards the hay, when I brought my head around in view of the hay I thought I saw the remains of a mouse she had caught. In the back of my mind I was thinking "Good Girl, you get 'em". Then I took a closer look, it was a kitten, tiny little body still wrapped in its sac with the placenta attached. She had given birth but didn't break the sac to free the kitten, perhaps from inexperience or perhaps it was still born and she knew that. She ran off once I got close to it and watched me from the other side of the road. I opened the sac and left the kitten there for her to see and to mourn. I got a bowl of water and some soft cat food that we had in the house, left over cans from when we used to have barn cats and put some in a bowl and set it on the hay with the water. Hopefully she will come back and decided to take up permanent residence in the barn. I need a good mouser around to keep the population down. I came back to feed Pete lunch but there were no signs of my new little friend. Pete was a bit antsy and wanted to graze, but it was raining and I had to get up to the office to take care of some things. About an hour ago I fed Pete his dinner and what do I see, a small black body moving away from the hay, the cat had come back! I think I'm going to call her Sheba, when I was younger I knew a dark colored cat named Sheba and this new little gal just looks like a Sheba to me ;o) I'm guessing that she is feral from the way she runs from me and the fact that she isn't in that great of shape. Hopefully, if she keeps coming back I can feed her a little and get her looking good. I've been wondering all day if she would come back and if she did, how many kittens did she have, and where are they? Cats normally don't just have one kitten, but all I've found thus far is the one dead kitten. In the morning, hopefully I will see her again and I will be able to inspect the barn for signs of kittens!

Well, once again a long day and I'm a bit tired... so good night my dear followers!