This morning my guys took me out for breakfast at a favorite cafe, owned by clients of Rick's. Then we went to check on a rather incredible case of Rick's (details of the case in the comments so the squeamish can avoid them); while he checked the horse, Brian and I schmoozed with a very personable Nubian wether named Shoshone.
There was also a small flock of Soay sheep, the first I've seen in person (I recognized them thanks to a NW breeder's blog).
Then we drove to Newberg to attend a "tea," quilt show and button exhibit at the Hoover-Minthorn House, the only childhood home of a U.S. president located in Oregon. Brian's violin teacher and his family help run the museum, and told us about the event. I should have taken a photo of the treats being served with tea but I was too busy eating them; scrumptious! After enjoying ourselves there, we headed home to accomplish some tasks.
I finished planting our garden (Royal Burgundy bush beans and some cucumbers to replace the expired transplants), while Rick and Brian worked on the big re-fencing project. We're taking some space from the bottom pasture (where the sheep are now, which becomes the sacrifice space for the horses in late summer) and adding it to the middle pasture. The middle pasture will eventually (hopefully) be completely fenced in with wire instead of just electric tape, which means I will be able to use it for the sheep sometimes as well.Speaking of sheep, here is the expectant Katie sans the too-small coat:
I didn't get the sheep fold stripped and rebedded today, so she can just hold onto those lambies for awhile yet!And a strange anomaly I saw near the Ram-ada Inn today - "albino" maple leaves growing low on a normal maple:
There is a chance of rain in tonight's forecast, and it sure feels like the wind is trying to blow something in. I hope so; we've been blessed by moisture after each Sunday that we've planted things, and it's time for another good watering!
That's it for today at . . .
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Last night a client called saying their horse had a stick stuck up in her groin. When Rick got there he found a few inches of splintered wood sticking out, but could feel quite a bit more inside by following the point of entry. He tranquilized the mare and prepared packing material in case of a major bleed - and proceeded to remove another EIGHTEEN INCHES of what was obviously the handle of a tool! While he was there working, one of the family members found the offending tool, a shovel. The theory is that she was galloping around the pasture, stepped on the shovel with a front hoof which flipped the handle up and drove the blunt end deep into her groin right alongside her udder. She's not out of the woods yet, but the bleeding is controlled and she's not running a temp yet.
Yikes! Hope the mare is okay. That injury is hard to imagine - for me. l love the concentration on Brian's face.
p.s. I seem to be an anomaly, but I really do love the Nubian breed. My folks always had them so they seem like goats to me and I can tell you now, there's no way I can eat goat.
Yikes! I hope that is the way it actually happened....
In cheerier news, I like the way the sheep are lined up two by two looking at "Noah". He's obviously just getting started on building the ark!
Ouch. I hope the mare survives. For her to drive in the blunt end she had to have truamatized herself severely. Quite an injury, and it is amazing the things horses can do to themselves. My old mare I used to have was the queen of klutz and always gashing herself on things. And I once had a cat that had a 'sinus infection' that wouldn't go away..until one day I saw a bit of something stuck to her nose and tried to pull it off. Ended up pulling OUT of her nose a two inch piece of dried grass! Good grief.
Tammy
Ouch on the mare! Good grief, that had to huuuurt!! I love the pics of the maple leaves! How interesting! And that is one big sheep!! Wonder how many lambkins are in there?
Other than the mare incident, it sounds like you had a nice, much deserved good, Mother's Day. You have been in my thoughts - and I hope you've been able to feel a few hugs from a bit east and very south.
After the last couple of posts, I'm almost afraid to read what happens next! The albino leaves are really cool.
Oh that poor mare. I love those bags at the museum. Too neat and it sounds like you had a lovely mothers day.
Good heavens with the mare and the shovel! Jeez Louise.
I must say that quilt is beautiful.
Eeks! That injury sounds awful. Poor mare. Sounds like you had a nice mother's day, though. And the albino leaves are really interesting- wonder if they'll stay that way?
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