Saturday, September 29, 2007
Twisted friends and obese cats
There were only a few vendors that had notable entries.
This guy was created by the "corn people" that have a booth across from me. I call them the corn people because, yes, you guessed it, they sell corn. It would seem that they sell the world's best corn ever because they have a line waiting to buy their sweet corn before they even set up every Saturday morning and are sold out before the market starts at 8 a.m.. Anyway, this was their scarecrow, a nice stereotypical all-American scarecrow.
This little beauty was lovingly crafted by my friends Melsie and Jeanie (now it is all making sense isn't it? My friends are just as twisted as I am). Their scarecrowette has a shapely silver mannequin body, and if you will notice, claw hands and a fashionable burlap toga style dress with a stylish fringy flowered hemline (all the rage on the runways right now). Jeanie chose a stunning shade of green to make a devastatingly gorgeous gourd head sporting polymer clay eyes and lips handcrafted by Melsie. I believe that Jeanie laced together the marigold lei. The votes have not yet been tallied, but I am guessing that Scarecrow Chick is a shoe in to win this one.
Don't you love artsy people that think outside of the box and keep life interesting?
Here are my very artsy friends, Melsie, Scarecrow chick and Jeanie.
The market has become, for reasons that I do not comprehend, a dog show extravaganza every Saturday. Every breed imaginable is represented, sometimes donning the latest doggie fashions. But Saturday a lady was walking around carrying this huge cat. I commented to Jeanie that I thought that that cat was extremely fat, after which Jeanie laughed and was kind enough to remind me that I also have an obese cat. Which, sadly is true. I must emphasise though that it is not my fault that our cat is fat (contrary to what my children say) and I certainly don't carry him around on shopping trips.
Mr. Marshall is 14 years old. He has always been height challenged for his weight. I do not feed this cat any table scraps or treats of any kind, he is only allowed the same dry cat food as our other house cats...plain old indoor cat food, reduced calories etc. our other cats are of a relatively normal weight.......stop laughing...I probably should not have said "relatively" because obviously when compared to Mr. Marshall relativity takes on a whole new meaning, he does, after all, weigh 25+ pounds.
I don't know why I chose to share this disturbing information with you, I suppose it is because there is not much happening with the sheep right now.......but breeding season is fast approaching!
Monday, September 24, 2007
We did have time to walk around the fairgrounds Sunday morning before the show started. The APHA futurity show was going on, so I had to see all the pretty Paint babies all fancied up. Talk about some gorgeous horses! I was also lusting after this horse trailer......not that I would NEED anything like this, but LOOK at it! As much as I love my "average Joe" horses, I think that they would look a bit out of place coming out of a trailer like this LOL.
Even though it was 90 degrees on Sunday and didn't FEEL much like fall, the subtle signs of fall provided some enjoyable scenery along the drive home.
I noticed a lot of changes around our property too when I returned home....
My fall asters are in full bloom, they are pretty, but they kind of say "hey, summer is over".
The Black eyed Susans are dying back and looking a little anemic.
These are the last few blooms of my variegated False Sunflowers.
And I noticed how the leaves are changing............................................................................
Sunday, September 9, 2007
This was part of the Shetland fleece judging. The judge ( I don't remember his name) did a great job of explaining exactly what he was looking at with each fleece; staple length, crimp, spinability, luster, and demonstrated how factors like nutrition and stress affect fleece quality.
Hmmmmm.......do you really need sheep that are big enough to eat you should they suddenly decide to become omnivorous? I don't know. I am sure that they are lovely sheep, these Hampshires, but I think prefer my sheep closer to the size of my dog than the size of my pony. It was great fun to see the endless variety of breeds represented at the show.
I was happy to get back into the Shetland show barn to the colorful sheep with waggy tails.
I always love to see kids getting in the show ring and taking pride in their animals, some of these kids did an exceptional job.
There were some handsome Shetland rams entered, these were the final four.
I think that the highlight of the show, for me, was when Juliann Budde took second place with her scurred ram lamb Damascus, the look on her face was PRICELESS! Unfortunately, my camera missed her initial reaction, but I think it is evident in this picture how happy she was leaving the ring.
As for me, I behaved myself..... for the most part. I didn't buy any new sheep.....well, okay, I must confess that I did talk to some breeders about sheep that they had for sale that they didn't bring to the show...whatever.
And, I was coveting this little ewe lamb, but I showed remarkably uncharacteristic self restraint by not even ASKING if she was for sale! Hmmmmm....I do however, have their email address......don't judge me.
Friday, September 7, 2007
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Cinnamon and Ande
Their little encounter did make for moderately amusing entertainment though.
Ande would cautiously approach, stretching his neck (as if he NEEDS to) to try to touch noses while maintaining a safe get away distance. Cinnamon would respond by plastering his ears against his head while uttering sounds that conjure up images of the bowels of Hell. After which, a reluctant touching of noses would occur.
The nose-touching was some kind of cue for Ande to turn and make a mad dash around the small front pasture, kicking out at invisible pasture gnomes as he ran.
Only to come trotting back to start the game over again.
Cinnamon is the friendliest of our barn cats. He usually waits at the back door every morning for me to come out and do chores and then accompanies me on each task, only stopping for the morning treat of canned cat food. This morning he was not waiting for me at the back door, our barn cats are pretty predictable and when one of them is absent from their usual routine, I always get very worried. After calling for him, filling the cat food bowl, and all of the usual enticements didn't coax him into the barn, I was deeply concerned. Then after one more check of the horse barn, I saw him resting on top of some bales of hay. Something was wrong. I tried to pick him up and he hissed at me, he seemed lethargic and in pain. I felt for injuries, there was no blood, no wounds, but as I looked more closely I noticed grease behind an ear and a little "road rash" on his hind end, he had been hit by a car. I gathered him up and rushed him over to our vet's office. The vet asked me to leave him there for evaluation and observation and said that they would call me and let me know what they found. After a couple of hours they called back and luckily there were no broken bones and no apparent internal injuries, just soft tissue damage....he is going to be okay.
I told my husband when we got barn cats, "Try not get too attached to them, things happen to barn cats". Perhaps I should follow my own advice. I really don't like the idea of outside cats for that reason, I do get attached, and things sometimes do happen to them. That is the hardest part of farm life, there are all these little lives that can bring so much joy, but they can also cause so much worry and heartache when things happen to them.Unfortunately, we need the cats outside in the barns. We do our best to take care of them, they are spayed/neutered, have all of their shots, get dewormed, flea control, fed daily, heated water in the winter. I guess, compared to a lot of pets, they have a pretty good life. I just wish they would not make me worry so much!
Sunday, September 2, 2007
Why don't I ever listen?
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