Me: Good Girl. On a FRIDAY even

And here is the proof. How many pics do you see posted with diet Coke instead of Miller Lite cans in it? Not many from me, I know.

But I have had a very wholesome evening. I hung out at the farm with Madison, Amy and the littlest one of that clan--Lane, the 2-year old--after work. Mad got out of school early today, so all the work was done by the time I got there. How nice that was, as this week has been long and I am sore from so many workouts, and mentally exhausted. We hung out talking til after dark, and it was really nice. I do not have many nites like that, where I do very little except enjoy myself. We laughed and carried on for hours, and I am home in the big chair before 9 pm.

I do not know what has gotten into me. No beer drinking, no debauchery, no nothing. It is bizarre.

Now let's hope the rain holds off so that I can still do the things I should have done tonight, like move hay, wean babies, etc. I am hoping to hang out with Jenna tomorrow also doing nothing, but we shall see if that gets to happen.

My leetle friend

Doesn't kitty look like a bad ass? I do not know if she could be cuter--it is so funny to see a 7 oz creature act like a big cat.
Somehow, even these pics don't show how little she is. As anticipated, Madison is taking care of her at her house. I knew that would happen, she just cannot help herself. She is eating evaporated milk, canned food and dry food. She has a round little tummy
This is her trying to nurse on a rock. I am not at all sure that I understand that, but whatever. I don't have to understand kitty to love her.
I do not know if she will be long for the world though as she does not use the most sense. She chose to nurse that rock, just inside the pasture fence. While three horses were drinking from the water trough next to her. I think this is Boogie giving her a big ol sniffing.

I hope she has more self-preservation instinct than that, cuz she cracks me right upMeanwhile, I have this teenager boy cat named Charlie. He is very clumsy, so he is fun to watch. He fell out of this tree right after I took this pic. Dumb cat

This is Tommy. He came from Mad's house too I think. He is an older man cat, but I don't konw how old. I am not even sure he is still a man. He is very serious, and is appalled by Charlie who jumps on him all the time.

It is kind of fun having cats in the barn again. It has been a while since many stuck around--even my gray man cat Mister has disappeared after all these years. My two most recent girl kitties before baby kitty have gone to Mad's house, like most of them do.

Scenes from the Country

Now wouldn't this be an awesome pic had I had my real camera? Which I do not, as you know--before it can be shipped back, I have to get a duplicate receipt and evidently that is not as easy as you would think. But my old point and shoot at least got the shot--I was running errands after work, and caught this scene. It is not that rare around here, but I bet most people do not see it often. What I would have done for serious zoom and a sensitive lens!
On the way home, I saw a teeny kitty on the side of the road, so I stopped to see if she was okay. I no more got out of the truck and came around the side, when this little sumpin came bounding across the road and jumped in my lap. There were no houses around, and no mama kitty---but she was so friendly, someone has handled her. Maybe she was dumped? I brought her home to the barn--she talked the whole way home and climbed all over me. Which is why I am sneezing and itching now. I am sure she is not four weeks old...she fits in your hand. She cracks me up the way she sits on her little hiney and looks at you. And she runs to me just like the pig. I so do not like a cat, but I like kitties. She ate every time I plopped her in the bowl--I tried putting her next to it, but she is so little, she could not reach good over the edge. That dish is the bottom of a plant pot--the water thing is a plastic cereal bowl. She does not know what to make of the water. I hope she does okay, I kind of like her.
This is a section of the new fence. This farm had cattle for the 100 years before we bought it and many of the posts still remain. Not pretty, but many of them are still good. Ugly, but sturdy. I have had someone working on replacing all the wood and posts in the bull shed and the sand pit and this section in between them, and we are almost done. That is a story in itself, but at least this section is something to show--I think it is pretty

Lazy weekend coming up--nothing more scheduled that a farrier fix-it job tomorrow, a ride with Madison probably, maybe going to Cedarhurst Craft Fair (a fancy fair, but they have corndogs!) and on Sunday, we are going to Sam Dale Lake to ride with Headleys. Hammer's rest and recovery from saddle galls is over--he is going out again. I have only one more saddle to clean and it is Madison's-an old circle y that has not been cleaned since God knows when, so I had better get to it. I am going to read a pile of new books and hang out with my puppies and try to rejuvenate a bit. Oh yeah, and fix the lawnmower. As usual