<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330</id><updated>2012-01-26T07:34:21.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Farmers Life With All of Our Animals</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is designed to give you a behind the scenes look into the daily adventures that we call our lives.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-1018319753596407642</id><published>2010-04-02T13:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T13:51:43.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Finished Product!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/S2yPvhKT75I/AAAAAAAADR4/_7U3NEk_7Vs/s1600-h/horse+barn+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/S2yPvhKT75I/AAAAAAAADR4/_7U3NEk_7Vs/s400/horse+barn+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434876896847589266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apologizes for not posting this yesterday, as time simply got away from me. With that said, I would like to introduce to you the farmsteads new horse barn. As you can see by the expressions on the horses faces, they are thrilled to be in their new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/S2yQIl9pzaI/AAAAAAAADSA/R9CVRHG43K0/s1600-h/horse+barn+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/S2yQIl9pzaI/AAAAAAAADSA/R9CVRHG43K0/s400/horse+barn+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434877327633403298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have settled in quite nicely, adjusting their new lavish lifestyle. After all, becoming pampered daily takes some getting accustomed to. But they are managing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/S2yRDBTHHWI/AAAAAAAADSQ/cs59iSx18xw/s1600-h/horse+barn+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/S2yRDBTHHWI/AAAAAAAADSQ/cs59iSx18xw/s400/horse+barn+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434878331403574626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/S2yQoL4Z8NI/AAAAAAAADSI/R59kisjor2k/s1600-h/horse+barn+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/S2yQoL4Z8NI/AAAAAAAADSI/R59kisjor2k/s400/horse+barn+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434877870387884242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Farming Fabulously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Program Note: No piglets allowed!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-1018319753596407642?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/1018319753596407642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=1018319753596407642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/1018319753596407642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/1018319753596407642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2010/04/finished-product.html' title='The Finished Product!'/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/S2yPvhKT75I/AAAAAAAADR4/_7U3NEk_7Vs/s72-c/horse+barn+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-3633344451142054172</id><published>2010-04-02T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T13:51:05.995-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is Not Your Average Dental Appointment!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SyuWXTYlkdI/AAAAAAAADL4/t8YSp0BrA9w/s1600-h/teeth+018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SyuWXTYlkdI/AAAAAAAADL4/t8YSp0BrA9w/s400/teeth+018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416588303927710162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly believe in good dental hygiene. You must take care of your teeth in order to prolong the need for dentures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SyuVZtm6OpI/AAAAAAAADLw/shsDjRlL5O4/s1600-h/teeth+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SyuVZtm6OpI/AAAAAAAADLw/shsDjRlL5O4/s400/teeth+020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416587245815216786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the Equine members of the farmstead need to get their tarter build up removed every so often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SyuVKr5e-II/AAAAAAAADLo/safS-vMKE64/s1600-h/teeth+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SyuVKr5e-II/AAAAAAAADLo/safS-vMKE64/s400/teeth+024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416586987658213506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, our Equine friends have lots of teeth. Without proper maintenance, their teeth develop sharp points on them. Thus rubbing soars in their mouths and making it difficult for food (hay, grain, grass) consumption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SyuU0W-6e6I/AAAAAAAADLg/sGml-HY2ui0/s1600-h/teeth+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SyuU0W-6e6I/AAAAAAAADLg/sGml-HY2ui0/s400/teeth+027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416586604086721442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The horse pictured above is Roger. Notice his front teeth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, he doesn't have any! Roger and his mother were in a horse trailer accident was he was a young colt (baby horse). His only battle wound was loss of teeth. Extremely minimal considering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SyuUbSKLVQI/AAAAAAAADLY/Ee5uyuTuztk/s1600-h/teeth+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SyuUbSKLVQI/AAAAAAAADLY/Ee5uyuTuztk/s400/teeth+029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416586173295056130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what teeth he does have, we have to preserve and handle with care. Here the good Doctor was filing down one of his canine teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SyuUJaxftWI/AAAAAAAADLQ/3kzw7AMB5Bk/s1600-h/teeth+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SyuUJaxftWI/AAAAAAAADLQ/3kzw7AMB5Bk/s400/teeth+030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416585866369807714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen the inside of a horse's mouth? Very complex...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SyuTwBMuLZI/AAAAAAAADLI/KvXqrzhmy7E/s1600-h/teeth+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SyuTwBMuLZI/AAAAAAAADLI/KvXqrzhmy7E/s400/teeth+032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416585430007950738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike Roger, Bucks has a brilliant set of pearly whites. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SyuTIUZFl0I/AAAAAAAADLA/cUpaJb6Ogac/s1600-h/teeth+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SyuTIUZFl0I/AAAAAAAADLA/cUpaJb6Ogac/s400/teeth+034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416584747965323074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a lovely weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Farming Fabulously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Program Note: GATKA (Going Around Town Kissing Ass) Day is on Monday, we are looking forward to seeing everyone. I will be posting some of the recipes that we will be delivering this weekend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-3633344451142054172?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/3633344451142054172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=3633344451142054172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/3633344451142054172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/3633344451142054172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2010/04/this-is-not-your-average-dental.html' title='This Is Not Your Average Dental Appointment!'/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SyuWXTYlkdI/AAAAAAAADL4/t8YSp0BrA9w/s72-c/teeth+018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-5915932423614869481</id><published>2010-01-09T07:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T07:11:29.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horse Barn Rewind!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Stu1mxwNDjI/AAAAAAAADBo/BI2GlweU7DQ/s1600-h/ghhjk+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Stu1mxwNDjI/AAAAAAAADBo/BI2GlweU7DQ/s400/ghhjk+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394104656501476914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the arrival of Baby D, we were scampering around frantically attempting to complete the horse barn/pasture. The completion was successful by a mere 4 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Stu6cljl1gI/AAAAAAAADCY/dD-nqIbXkjE/s1600-h/ghhjk+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Stu6cljl1gI/AAAAAAAADCY/dD-nqIbXkjE/s400/ghhjk+017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394109978986796546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the pictures of near the end of completion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Stu5mwMH5JI/AAAAAAAADCQ/hNDu-WK0Frw/s1600-h/ghhjk+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Stu5mwMH5JI/AAAAAAAADCQ/hNDu-WK0Frw/s400/ghhjk+019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394109054128219282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, every detail had to be exact. Who needs a tractor when you have man power like these FB's (Farm Boy's) to get the job done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Stu5FXNdIYI/AAAAAAAADCI/UUmlUaoIBLc/s1600-h/ghhjk+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Stu5FXNdIYI/AAAAAAAADCI/UUmlUaoIBLc/s400/ghhjk+020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394108480487235970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, self motivation and pure endurance can only last so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Stu4iUsMKvI/AAAAAAAADCA/SZgV3VMIwnc/s1600-h/ghhjk+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Stu4iUsMKvI/AAAAAAAADCA/SZgV3VMIwnc/s400/ghhjk+016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394107878515419890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now using equipment to get the job done, does not show a sign of weakness but instead a sense of genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Stu36dCFsFI/AAAAAAAADB4/_ULBKWTGhI0/s1600-h/ghhjk+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Stu36dCFsFI/AAAAAAAADB4/_ULBKWTGhI0/s400/ghhjk+013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394107193559986258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farm Motto: "Work Smarter Not Harder". Yeah, that's definitely our motto today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Stu2XTT3oBI/AAAAAAAADBw/j9jkkfREY_o/s1600-h/ghhjk+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Stu2XTT3oBI/AAAAAAAADBw/j9jkkfREY_o/s400/ghhjk+012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394105490143158290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utter contentment was felt by everyone, our boys (the horse's) were finally home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Stu7BcryDVI/AAAAAAAADCg/2IrPrbM8Oik/s1600-h/ghhjk+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Stu7BcryDVI/AAAAAAAADCg/2IrPrbM8Oik/s400/ghhjk+032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394110612260392274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Farming Fabulously&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-5915932423614869481?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/5915932423614869481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=5915932423614869481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/5915932423614869481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/5915932423614869481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2010/01/horse-barn-rewind.html' title='Horse Barn Rewind!'/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Stu1mxwNDjI/AAAAAAAADBo/BI2GlweU7DQ/s72-c/ghhjk+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-6016896706416661611</id><published>2009-10-23T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T10:26:02.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Farm Family Horse Barn Is Coming Along Nicely!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SoyQvk2Rg8I/AAAAAAAAC3A/oBu5kG98eK4/s1600-h/barn+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SoyQvk2Rg8I/AAAAAAAAC3A/oBu5kG98eK4/s400/barn+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371827602565727170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have walls now! Tall, prominent, towering, walls, how splendid is that? Look, they reach all the way up to the heavens, this building has some height to it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SoyQcRcUE7I/AAAAAAAAC24/BZBu-_ixi7U/s1600-h/barn+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SoyQcRcUE7I/AAAAAAAAC24/BZBu-_ixi7U/s400/barn+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371827270939055026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the landscaping bricks, they will flatter the red tin walls exquisitely! Enhancing only the perfect characteristics that this barn will possess. Just because it is a barn doesn't mean it has to look all dappy. Here at the old O-K, we love lots of color, so we will have an abundance of shades and textures of flowers perched along the elevated barn barriers. And even though we live in the area prodimently refered to as Timbuktu, we still like our surrounding humble abode to look spiffy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SoyQG8syBvI/AAAAAAAAC2w/skSbfZaukok/s1600-h/barn+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SoyQG8syBvI/AAAAAAAAC2w/skSbfZaukok/s400/barn+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371826904593729266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Farming Fabulously&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-6016896706416661611?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/6016896706416661611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=6016896706416661611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/6016896706416661611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/6016896706416661611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2009/10/farm-family-horse-barn-is-coming-along.html' title='The Farm Family Horse Barn Is Coming Along Nicely!'/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SoyQvk2Rg8I/AAAAAAAAC3A/oBu5kG98eK4/s72-c/barn+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-2862603610002669122</id><published>2009-09-02T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T08:27:15.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can't Have A Horse Barn Without Having Any Pasture!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Snq67HHOagI/AAAAAAAACyA/kAqVfbnI9As/s1600-h/horse+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Snq67HHOagI/AAAAAAAACyA/kAqVfbnI9As/s400/horse+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366807430649768450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FB's have really made a tremendous amount of progress toward the horse barn! It &lt;em&gt;might&lt;/em&gt; actually be finished before our little fella arrives. How exciting would that be? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Snq70HPxGuI/AAAAAAAACyQ/gBNl90wb6Bg/s1600-h/horse+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Snq70HPxGuI/AAAAAAAACyQ/gBNl90wb6Bg/s400/horse+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366808409938139874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the complying of the 32.5 acre barrier, the FB's used heavy steel posts and premade three rail fence for containing our horses within there rigthful surroundings. I don't even think a F3 could rip out their quality handy work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Snq6aaaW5oI/AAAAAAAACx4/MYI4C6-l4zg/s1600-h/horse+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Snq6aaaW5oI/AAAAAAAACx4/MYI4C6-l4zg/s400/horse+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366806868894606978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes my knight in shining armor! He wasn't going to let momma walk all the way home with her 6.5lb son. Your a swell gentleman HH, now if you wouldn't mind running into town for some Praline Ice Cream that would be great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Snq8RmGzOsI/AAAAAAAACyY/I42Yxv8OnuA/s1600-h/horse+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Snq8RmGzOsI/AAAAAAAACyY/I42Yxv8OnuA/s400/horse+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366808916438235842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Farming Fabulously&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-2862603610002669122?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/2862603610002669122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=2862603610002669122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/2862603610002669122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/2862603610002669122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-cant-have-horse-barn-without-having.html' title='You Can&apos;t Have A Horse Barn Without Having Any Pasture!'/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Snq67HHOagI/AAAAAAAACyA/kAqVfbnI9As/s72-c/horse+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-1808927988593888787</id><published>2009-08-26T13:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T13:11:53.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Construction Process Has Really Begun!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SnLYj4QbPZI/AAAAAAAACvo/-iOimFJk9do/s1600-h/jk+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SnLYj4QbPZI/AAAAAAAACvo/-iOimFJk9do/s400/jk+011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364588217059982738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FB's have really been making progress with the horse barn over the past few days! We not only have the floor poured, we also have began framing up the walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SnLXOyrg1oI/AAAAAAAACvg/8PYgRx0ThYg/s1600-h/jk+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SnLXOyrg1oI/AAAAAAAACvg/8PYgRx0ThYg/s400/jk+010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364586755274102402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FB's have been such troopers, instead of gallivanting down at the lake this summer, they have made a unanimous decision to stay around the farmstead and get this horse barn complete! They sure are a swell group of young lads, wouldn't you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SnLWrfy7jgI/AAAAAAAACvY/Zr8aseMFylc/s1600-h/jk+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SnLWrfy7jgI/AAAAAAAACvY/Zr8aseMFylc/s400/jk+009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364586148909518338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SnLV-qSik6I/AAAAAAAACvQ/JMMMLS7UlJs/s1600-h/jk+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SnLV-qSik6I/AAAAAAAACvQ/JMMMLS7UlJs/s400/jk+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364585378632340386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Farming Fabulously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Program Note: The last letter in baby boy's name will be revealed this afternoon, along with the official rules and/or regulations for our big loot game....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-1808927988593888787?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/1808927988593888787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=1808927988593888787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/1808927988593888787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/1808927988593888787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2009/08/construction-process-has-really-begun.html' title='Construction Process Has Really Begun!'/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SnLYj4QbPZI/AAAAAAAACvo/-iOimFJk9do/s72-c/jk+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-714205271604767141</id><published>2009-08-17T12:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T12:28:42.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Horse Barn Is Now 1/327865732 The Way Done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Smbxyk4DL3I/AAAAAAAACsU/i7-DrKG_vfU/s1600-h/hjth+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Smbxyk4DL3I/AAAAAAAACsU/i7-DrKG_vfU/s400/hjth+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361238257625673586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are beginning to really make some progress building the horse barn/ *cough* *choke* *slight weeze* I mean snowmobile shed! The FB's (Farm Boy's) have been busy running water lines and electrical cords into and around the barn area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SmbyIMssmsI/AAAAAAAACsc/s00PuE3QMr8/s1600-h/hjth+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SmbyIMssmsI/AAAAAAAACsc/s00PuE3QMr8/s400/hjth+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361238629092727490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never really witnessed a process like this before, I guess I have just came upon buildings mid-way through completion, when the cement has already been poured. So this has been quite the learning experience for this momma, and thus have came to the conclusion that "Preggo Underground Line Installer" is not a very flattering occupation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Smby6TP6nwI/AAAAAAAACss/96T0ICF0bBc/s1600-h/hjth+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Smby6TP6nwI/AAAAAAAACss/96T0ICF0bBc/s400/hjth+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361239489844518658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each of the lines and cords were run into giant black tubes (pictured below). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SmbykuKTQHI/AAAAAAAACsk/KtXUBWWIofk/s1600-h/hjth+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SmbykuKTQHI/AAAAAAAACsk/KtXUBWWIofk/s400/hjth+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361239119111602290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will one day house an immaculate underground "Fort" equipped with running water and bright lights for our young son to play "Jesse James vs. Tanto" (please excuse my political incorrectness). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SmbzR0K82NI/AAAAAAAACs0/bkfQ7q3-ITQ/s1600-h/hjth+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SmbzR0K82NI/AAAAAAAACs0/bkfQ7q3-ITQ/s400/hjth+007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361239893819054290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Farming Fabulously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Program Note: Another letter for Baby Boy's Name will be revealed tomorrow! Maybe even a tiny little peak into the nursery, may be unveiled? Maybe!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-714205271604767141?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/714205271604767141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=714205271604767141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/714205271604767141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/714205271604767141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2009/08/horse-barn-is-now-1327865732-way-done.html' title='The Horse Barn Is Now 1/327865732 The Way Done!'/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/Smbxyk4DL3I/AAAAAAAACsU/i7-DrKG_vfU/s72-c/hjth+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-1669616468413508828</id><published>2009-03-30T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T14:34:03.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is What I Used To Do....A Long Time Ago....</title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbQ174uRMaI/AAAAAAAACBY/jklY64uqAPE/s1600-h/rodeos+115.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310929163531661730 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbQ174uRMaI/AAAAAAAACBY/jklY64uqAPE/s400/rodeos+115.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; With all of the talk recently about HH's Alma-Mater, it made me realize that I haven't traveled back to my college roots in awhile. This past weekend, it just so happened that a fiery, red headed college buddy of mine came into town to visit. &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbQ25q-4I6I/AAAAAAAACBg/OLlfw4KoDO4/s1600-h/rodeos+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310930224995115938 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbQ25q-4I6I/AAAAAAAACBg/OLlfw4KoDO4/s400/rodeos+092.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; So we only thought it appropriate that we check out our old stomping grounds. As we creeped into the Official College Rodeo Facilities, we could hear Brittany Spears, "Circus" echoing off the never ending line of trailers. &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbUZn5FoibI/AAAAAAAACBo/weMppsn7Yyg/s1600-h/rodeos+108.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311179508683409842 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbUZn5FoibI/AAAAAAAACBo/weMppsn7Yyg/s400/rodeos+108.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; We knew that some type of practice was occurring. Yet low and behold, there happened to be something ten times better, it was "College Rodeo Jackpot" taking place. Oh the memories, it seems like just yesterday we were loading up the horses and heading out at &lt;EM&gt;mid-night&lt;/EM&gt;, off to represent &lt;A href="http://www.moval.edu/athletics/rodeo/"&gt;MVC&lt;/A&gt; at one of the numerous southern locations 500 miles away. &lt;a href="http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2008/06/chronicles-of-roger.html"&gt;Roger&lt;/a&gt; was my main man back in those days, what a stud he was (not literally)! Those feisty &lt;A href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Barrel_racing"&gt;Barrel Horse's &lt;/A&gt;were the first to take center stage. &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbQ1awA-xUI/AAAAAAAACBQ/OJ70CjNiT9c/s1600-h/rodeos+104.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310928594258543938 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbQ1awA-xUI/AAAAAAAACBQ/OJ70CjNiT9c/s400/rodeos+104.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; There was a strong sense of team spirit that was presented throughout the crowd. Valley will Roll, Baby! &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbUcnpLsqWI/AAAAAAAACBw/-gH8w4wq46A/s1600-h/rodeos+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311182802948761954 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbUcnpLsqWI/AAAAAAAACBw/-gH8w4wq46A/s400/rodeos+101.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Lets get down to the Nitty-Gritty with some roping action, shall we? &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbUel_6LM9I/AAAAAAAACB4/nbx68vCtr2w/s1600-h/rodeos+128.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311184973712798674 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbUel_6LM9I/AAAAAAAACB4/nbx68vCtr2w/s400/rodeos+128.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Pardon me, I am getting ahead of myself, we must warm our horses up first! &lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbUftD9bLeI/AAAAAAAACCA/wC5SA_yJb28/s1600-h/rodeos+112.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311186194570882530 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbUftD9bLeI/AAAAAAAACCA/wC5SA_yJb28/s400/rodeos+112.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Round up the calves Cowboys! &lt;A href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbUj8PTGgUI/AAAAAAAACCg/yquCs2wb7MY/s1600-h/rodeos+105.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311190853359141186 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbUj8PTGgUI/AAAAAAAACCg/yquCs2wb7MY/s400/rodeos+105.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Then you sit on our horse and attempt to look pretty, while occasionally twrilling our ropes, making sure that there are no kinks in your lasso (or maybe that was just my ritual?). &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbUgT3yiZAI/AAAAAAAACCI/-u6v4rZOetY/s1600-h/rodeos+124.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311186861318890498 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbUgT3yiZAI/AAAAAAAACCI/-u6v4rZOetY/s400/rodeos+124.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Try to keep everyone awake and alert at all times. &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbUl0WVgDpI/AAAAAAAACCw/a3VXgOut2FM/s1600-h/rodeos+113.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311192916832554642 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbUl0WVgDpI/AAAAAAAACCw/a3VXgOut2FM/s400/rodeos+113.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; But what ever you do, don't forget to tie the end of your rope on the saddle horn. It is &lt;EM&gt;&lt;A href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Breakaway_roping"&gt;Breakaway Roping&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/EM&gt; after all. &lt;A href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbUjCGbcisI/AAAAAAAACCY/chw1MLXbtWk/s1600-h/rodeos+127.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311189854545808066 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbUjCGbcisI/AAAAAAAACCY/chw1MLXbtWk/s400/rodeos+127.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Double check that your roping chute is working properly. &lt;A href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbUlDdh0cUI/AAAAAAAACCo/JevNiPbairI/s1600-h/rodeos+109.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311192076949680450 style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbUlDdh0cUI/AAAAAAAACCo/JevNiPbairI/s400/rodeos+109.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; Once you have all of your ducks in a row. Its game time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-13ebb9bbce3806b1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D13ebb9bbce3806b1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329850465%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55BE550324C86B102D5C2B5E7778BEE85A3FFD2C.4E3CC08B52FF87475986A903D93B594ED949573C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D13ebb9bbce3806b1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dd7IsMZPw1LStuioEfrgT0s5obgY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D13ebb9bbce3806b1%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329850465%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55BE550324C86B102D5C2B5E7778BEE85A3FFD2C.4E3CC08B52FF87475986A903D93B594ED949573C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D13ebb9bbce3806b1%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dd7IsMZPw1LStuioEfrgT0s5obgY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Farming Fabulously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Program Note: FF apologizes for not featuring any of the male events. Calf Roping was taking place at straight up noon, and that is what time our baby (or mama) gets really hungry. So we had to skip watching the manly timed events. My apologizes again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-1669616468413508828?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/1669616468413508828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=1669616468413508828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/1669616468413508828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/1669616468413508828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-what-i-used-to-doa-long-time.html' title='This Is What I Used To Do....A Long Time Ago....'/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SbQ174uRMaI/AAAAAAAACBY/jklY64uqAPE/s72-c/rodeos+115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-8321553769772123738</id><published>2008-08-21T07:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T07:56:34.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mischievous Critters</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SKIBw2tRJXI/AAAAAAAAApQ/uHOr7WTqTws/s1600-h/misc+166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SKIBw2tRJXI/AAAAAAAAApQ/uHOr7WTqTws/s400/misc+166.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233747655788668274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SKIBlSfGaPI/AAAAAAAAApI/ZyKr0lEt0P8/s1600-h/misc+164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SKIBlSfGaPI/AAAAAAAAApI/ZyKr0lEt0P8/s400/misc+164.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233747457087006962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SKIBY8wamxI/AAAAAAAAApA/oE7Kn-FrapM/s1600-h/misc+163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SKIBY8wamxI/AAAAAAAAApA/oE7Kn-FrapM/s400/misc+163.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233747245095623442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful summer afternoon; the sun was shining, the fish were frolicking in the pond the tractors were roaring and I was trying to take some snap shots of the boys working at the bins. Then it happened.......Ty and Sassy spotted me...If you look closely, you can see Ty's tail in the picture. She blotted in front of the camera as fast as HH can eat inhale some sweet corn. There was nothing I could do to stop her, she wanted her adorable little picture taken. So I captured a picture of these two mischievous little critters. They love being in the lime light, they are some naughty girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Farming Fabulously&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-8321553769772123738?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8321553769772123738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=8321553769772123738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/8321553769772123738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/8321553769772123738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2008/08/mischievous-critters.html' title='Mischievous Critters'/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SKIBw2tRJXI/AAAAAAAAApQ/uHOr7WTqTws/s72-c/misc+166.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-8397794255500971086</id><published>2008-07-07T05:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T05:41:46.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Booty Call</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SGt4BTGqxXI/AAAAAAAAAY0/7337y9b5coo/s1600-h/farm+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SGt4BTGqxXI/AAAAAAAAAY0/7337y9b5coo/s400/farm+068.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218396556942296434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew, if these boys only knew I was going to put their booty's on-line for everyone and their brother to look at. Whew, they would be furious with me. But for as old as they are, they still got it. I mean, they don't get worked half as hard as they used to and they still have some definition on their booty. It's probably the many years of chasing calves and running around barrels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-8397794255500971086?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8397794255500971086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=8397794255500971086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/8397794255500971086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/8397794255500971086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2008/07/booty-call.html' title='Booty Call'/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SGt4BTGqxXI/AAAAAAAAAY0/7337y9b5coo/s72-c/farm+068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-8845947047409839913</id><published>2008-06-19T05:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T05:51:44.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Say Hello To My Little Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SFbqQ-5FFuI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/bqTiQcizgLI/s1600-h/miscel+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SFbqQ-5FFuI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/bqTiQcizgLI/s400/miscel+021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212611196209141474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so Copper is not that little. But he is kinda of petite for a male horse. Copper is a licker. Let me explain, he absolutely loves his &lt;a href="http://www.equussource.com/articles/health/spring2007_healthdiet.jsp"&gt;mineral block &lt;/a&gt;and his salt block. If he could, he would just stay by them and lick on them all day. Unless he decides to find the nearest wooden post and let out all of his stress, by cribbing on it. Have you ever heard of &lt;a href="http://www.thehorse.com/ViewArticle.aspx?ID=833&amp;kw=wind+sucking"&gt;cribbing&lt;/a&gt; before? Well it's a bad habit (everyone has a least one bad habit, Coppers happens to be &lt;a href="http://www.thehorse.com/ViewArticle.aspx?ID=833&amp;kw=wind+sucking"&gt;cribbing&lt;/a&gt;.) which, happens to be alittle destructive at times. &lt;br /&gt;Oh well, we still love him...You crib and lick all you want Copper, these are your retirement years. You just enjoy them dang it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-8845947047409839913?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8845947047409839913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=8845947047409839913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/8845947047409839913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/8845947047409839913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2008/06/say-hello-to-my-little-friend.html' title='Say Hello To My Little Friend'/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SFbqQ-5FFuI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/bqTiQcizgLI/s72-c/miscel+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-5908727747227743799</id><published>2008-06-13T05:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T05:42:39.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rodeo Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SFAUwCobdWI/AAAAAAAAANg/6J9-pfka65Q/s1600-h/misc+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SFAUwCobdWI/AAAAAAAAANg/6J9-pfka65Q/s400/misc+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210687584440382818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SFAUh2IfSII/AAAAAAAAANY/wk6YJDdb_Wk/s1600-h/misc+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SFAUh2IfSII/AAAAAAAAANY/wk6YJDdb_Wk/s400/misc+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210687340567021698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SFAUENBUUKI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eQ_0R3Sy6t8/s1600-h/misc+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SFAUENBUUKI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eQ_0R3Sy6t8/s400/misc+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210686831314882722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SFAT0bhHrHI/AAAAAAAAANI/2MoyZQj6j4c/s1600-h/misc+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SFAT0bhHrHI/AAAAAAAAANI/2MoyZQj6j4c/s400/misc+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210686560328461426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, it rodeo time again. Pictured above is Shelby (no not the red headed, curly, haired girl; I am talking about the horse.), she is a roping goddess. Shelby can bolt out of the &lt;a href="http://www.rodeowest.com/ropingboxes.htm"&gt;roping box &lt;/a&gt;at .374 seconds flat, not even braking the barrier...Now that's pretty gosh darn speedy if I do say so myself. And after her rider ropes the calf, she gets down on her back end and comes to that impressive &lt;a href="http://www.tnropinghorses.com/index.html"&gt;sliding stop&lt;/a&gt;..Whew, the rope pops off the saddle horn so hard that it goes soring into the air like a chicken hawk after a rabbit. It's always exciting to watch her work. Go Shelby, &lt;br /&gt;Go Shelby..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Great Day,&lt;br /&gt;Farming Fabulously&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-5908727747227743799?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/5908727747227743799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=5908727747227743799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/5908727747227743799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/5908727747227743799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2008/06/rodeo-time.html' title='Rodeo Time'/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SFAUwCobdWI/AAAAAAAAANg/6J9-pfka65Q/s72-c/misc+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-923696004968751296</id><published>2008-06-06T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T09:42:03.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toying with Ty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SD63g3e5XoI/AAAAAAAAABw/e0FrEnnvdrI/s1600-h/farm+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SD63g3e5XoI/AAAAAAAAABw/e0FrEnnvdrI/s320/farm+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205799994564107906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my precious Ty..Doesnt she look sweet and innocent? Ty has been in the family for 8 years and durning those 8 wonderful years I have concluded the following:&lt;br /&gt;Ty enjoys sunbathing, playing fetch, taking walks, "helping" (this consists of everytime Ty leaves the area of the front door, when she returns she will 99.9% of the time brings back either a rock or a piece of trash that she found in the ditch and proceeds to ever so graciously drop the rock either on my foot or in the front yard, where normally I will eventually hit with the lawn mower. oh well, everyone has there corks, right?), and chasing/playing not so nicely with any animal that is smaller then she is.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and look at those eyes, it has always been so hard to punish Ty when she will give you those puppy dog eyes...I wonder what she is pondering about today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-923696004968751296?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/923696004968751296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=923696004968751296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/923696004968751296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/923696004968751296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2008/06/toying-with-ty.html' title='Toying with Ty'/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SD63g3e5XoI/AAAAAAAAABw/e0FrEnnvdrI/s72-c/farm+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-8684392996134983716</id><published>2008-06-06T09:40:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T09:41:06.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SD62m3e5XnI/AAAAAAAAABo/IBw8nJ0Mr4k/s1600-h/farm+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SD62m3e5XnI/AAAAAAAAABo/IBw8nJ0Mr4k/s320/farm+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205798998131695218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does she need something? Maybe she's hungry, maybe she wants to go inside, maybe she wants to go for a walk,,,if only she could speak to me and tell, this would make life so much easier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-8684392996134983716?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8684392996134983716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=8684392996134983716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/8684392996134983716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/8684392996134983716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2008/06/does-she-need-something-maybe-shes.html' title=''/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SD62m3e5XnI/AAAAAAAAABo/IBw8nJ0Mr4k/s72-c/farm+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-6070023648942925084</id><published>2008-06-06T09:40:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T09:40:29.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SD61zXe5XmI/AAAAAAAAABg/wfea34xLe00/s1600-h/farm+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SD61zXe5XmI/AAAAAAAAABg/wfea34xLe00/s320/farm+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205798113368432226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you so didn't stick your tongue out at me little Miss Ty baby...She becoming frisky now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-6070023648942925084?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/6070023648942925084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=6070023648942925084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/6070023648942925084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/6070023648942925084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-you-so-didnt-stick-your-tongue-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SD61zXe5XmI/AAAAAAAAABg/wfea34xLe00/s72-c/farm+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-7595124544766618078</id><published>2008-06-06T09:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T09:40:11.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SD61Kne5XlI/AAAAAAAAABY/wHAHuG3V81U/s1600-h/farm+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SD61Kne5XlI/AAAAAAAAABY/wHAHuG3V81U/s320/farm+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205797413288762962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sensing that someone wants to play? Then comes the bark, oh yeah, someone is wanting to play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-7595124544766618078?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/7595124544766618078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=7595124544766618078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/7595124544766618078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/7595124544766618078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-sensing-that-someone-wants-to-play.html' title=''/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SD61Kne5XlI/AAAAAAAAABY/wHAHuG3V81U/s72-c/farm+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-8375665928311165792</id><published>2008-06-06T09:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T09:39:46.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SD60XHe5XkI/AAAAAAAAABQ/XKTnI1WUU9I/s1600-h/farm+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SD60XHe5XkI/AAAAAAAAABQ/XKTnI1WUU9I/s320/farm+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205796528525499970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show me your belly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-8375665928311165792?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/8375665928311165792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=8375665928311165792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/8375665928311165792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/8375665928311165792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2008/06/show-me-your-belly.html' title=''/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SD60XHe5XkI/AAAAAAAAABQ/XKTnI1WUU9I/s72-c/farm+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-6976551396437179438</id><published>2008-06-06T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T09:39:06.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SD6zoXe5XjI/AAAAAAAAABI/P4iFGZoiiBo/s1600-h/farm+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SD6zoXe5XjI/AAAAAAAAABI/P4iFGZoiiBo/s320/farm+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205795725366615602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's going down...could she be done with her crazy rant?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-6976551396437179438?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/6976551396437179438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=6976551396437179438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/6976551396437179438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/6976551396437179438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-shes-going-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SD6zoXe5XjI/AAAAAAAAABI/P4iFGZoiiBo/s72-c/farm+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-638482739224165706</id><published>2008-06-06T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T09:38:41.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SD6yv3e5XiI/AAAAAAAAABA/Nwr5T2Q1CsY/s1600-h/farm+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SD6yv3e5XiI/AAAAAAAAABA/Nwr5T2Q1CsY/s320/farm+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205794754704006690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's down for the count. Its amazing how they have so much energy one minute and the next minute, BAM she's to exhausted to even move. Such a hard life she leads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-638482739224165706?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/638482739224165706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=638482739224165706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/638482739224165706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/638482739224165706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2008/06/and-shes-down-for-count.html' title=''/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SD6yv3e5XiI/AAAAAAAAABA/Nwr5T2Q1CsY/s72-c/farm+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-6029352776819628275</id><published>2008-06-06T09:23:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T09:24:21.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet my Boys.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SEfqInRclVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MM1_bkgtG_U/s1600-h/farm+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SEfqInRclVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MM1_bkgtG_U/s400/farm+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208388927779280210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to be doing some major construction on this site for the next few days..So if you have a hard time accessing it, just try back later...I am going to be adding lots of new features and expanding to the next level in cyber world..Wish me luck....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-6029352776819628275?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/6029352776819628275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=6029352776819628275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/6029352776819628275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/6029352776819628275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2008/06/meet-my-boys.html' title='Meet my Boys.....'/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SEfqInRclVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/MM1_bkgtG_U/s72-c/farm+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-1278003701712227945</id><published>2008-06-06T09:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T09:23:52.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Chronicles of Roger</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SEffz2UITeI/AAAAAAAAAF4/BGFKZb77bVA/s1600-h/farm+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SEffz2UITeI/AAAAAAAAAF4/BGFKZb77bVA/s400/farm+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208377575923535330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO, this is not a duplicate picture from yesterday. This is a completely different horse. It is my pleasure to introduce to you Roger, this is Coppers best buddy. Roger was my rodeo steed throughout my whole high school rodeo and college rodeo career. He is what you would call an all around horse. That means he could complete in &lt;a href="http://www.longhornrodeo.com/barrelracing.htm"&gt;barrels&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.aqha.com/youth/activities/yws/winningrun/polebending.html"&gt;pole bending&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/progal/slideshow.jsp?auto=0&amp;aid=768a5498cf435f837a64&amp;idx=13"&gt;breakaway roping&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.ustrc.com/Roping101/"&gt;team roping &lt;/a&gt;and all of my failed attempts in &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/progal/slideshow.jsp?auto=0&amp;aid=768a5498cf435ab9a591&amp;idx=2"&gt;goat tying &lt;/a&gt;(why I consistently inflicted pain on myself I will never know to this day). Roger survived a trailer accident (before I bought him), &lt;a href="http://www.showhorsepromotions.com/strangles.htm"&gt;strangles&lt;/a&gt;, and even my phase were I swore he needed acupuncture. He has been with me for 12 glorous years now, and will remain on the farm for many more years to come. Roger &amp; Copper are enjoying the their lazy retirement years,.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little do they know, I am planning on giving both of them summertime baths this weekend. For some reason they hate to be clean, so it usually gets alittle interesting. Stay tuned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerly, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FF&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-1278003701712227945?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/1278003701712227945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=1278003701712227945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/1278003701712227945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/1278003701712227945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2008/06/chronicles-of-roger.html' title='The Chronicles of Roger'/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SEffz2UITeI/AAAAAAAAAF4/BGFKZb77bVA/s72-c/farm+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1832242231109058330.post-9126410949175523011</id><published>2008-06-06T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T09:23:14.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hang'n with the Horses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SEaVS7hTtaI/AAAAAAAAAEU/n2jtvrGKJH4/s1600-h/farm+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SEaVS7hTtaI/AAAAAAAAAEU/n2jtvrGKJH4/s400/farm+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208014171548136866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, my name is Copper! I participated in the rodeo circuit for 11 years, in the &lt;a href="http://www.longhornrodeo.com/calf%20roping.htm"&gt;calf roping event &lt;/a&gt;It was my duty to chase the calf out of the roping chute, so my talented rider could rope the calf. Then I had to slide to a stop and try to keep the calf under control, all of this while my rider is busting his behind trying to properly tie the calf, WHEW, the memories, wears me out just thinking about it. It was a difficult job, but I was awesome at it. I even took my rider to the National High School Rodeo Finals 3 years in a row. I don't mean to gloat but I was a ROPING MACHINE. Now-a-days I enjoy grazing with my best buddy roger! We are both fat and sassy and we love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see in this picture, I am wearing what appears to be a &lt;a href="http://www.horse.com/Pest-Control/Fly-Sheets-Masks.html"&gt;mask&lt;/a&gt; of some sort on my head. I don't understand it but, every so often this kooky lady calls us into the dry lot area gives us some &lt;a href="http://www.kentequine.com/getdoc/09d411f3-0087-407a-8e49-dc97bc8ebdaf/Dynasty-Overview.aspx"&gt;grain&lt;/a&gt; (Yummy!) and puts this ridiculous thing on my head (but since there are no mare's around, its really not a big deal). However, I can still see out of it and it keeps the flies out of my eyes. I think the kooky lady is looking out for my best interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copper&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1832242231109058330-9126410949175523011?l=afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/feeds/9126410949175523011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1832242231109058330&amp;postID=9126410949175523011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/9126410949175523011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1832242231109058330/posts/default/9126410949175523011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://afarmerslifehorsenaround.blogspot.com/2008/06/hangn-with-horses.html' title='Hang&apos;n with the Horses'/><author><name>Farming Fabulously</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01187821215068374032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/TNweUTzxNVI/AAAAAAAAEE0/RTo6GP_V8Zs/S220/IMG_4985e.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_moj4_IbVoWk/SEaVS7hTtaI/AAAAAAAAAEU/n2jtvrGKJH4/s72-c/farm+017.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
