Showing posts with label Emma. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Emma. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 27, 2016

A Real Adult

Emma turns six today.  A real adult.  All grown up and mature.

You can tell by her delicate, lady-like manners....

Her often serious, quiet demeanor.  

Her flawless grace.

Well, most of the time.  Even a lady has her moments.

Emma can always be relied upon to lead the way....

...and keep out of trouble.

A real adult.  All grown up and mature.

Happy Birthday Emma!

Saturday, October 3, 2015

The Inscrutability of Cats

"Hey Mom, what do you suppose is wrong with that Yellow Cat?  Rolling and squirming around like that - there has to be something the matter with him don't you think?  Maybe Ma should call the vet?"

"Beats me. Maybe he's got colic."

"I mean really, have you SEEN what cats eat?  Disgusting!!  It's a wonder they don't have colic all the time.  Seriously, anyone who actually eats moles has just GOT to have problems, right?"

"I don't know Mom, it's hard to tell.  Cats are just so weird, strutting around one minute, flopping all over like a fish the next then leaping up a running for their lives just cause I twitched an ear.  Cats are weird."

"I guess that's why people think they're so inscrutable and mysterious.  All that hype about curiosity and sphinxes and nine lives and blah, blah, blah..."

"Personally, I think it's just a bad case of gas.  I mean really - MOLES?!  Blech.  Ick!  Yuck!"

Monday, July 27, 2015

All Grown Up

Emma turns five today.  Hard to believe how much this one little donkey brought into my life when I brought her home to be a "safe, easy" companion for Tessa.  Little did I know that she would sneak right past all my defenses.  It's the unexpected treasures that always steal the heart.




 
 










Happy Birthday my sweet Emma girl.  Thanks for teaching me about the joy of donkeys.  

Sunday, September 14, 2014

Driving Lessons

I've been trying to do some driving lessons with Emma again.  We hadn't been making much progress due to a combination of lack of time and Emma being convinced that driving is a waste of time.  The big difference in driving horses and driving donkeys that I see is that horses will always move forward.  As long as you have forward motion, it can eventually be directed.  

Emma is pretty darned sure she doesn't need any direction.  She is also quite convinced that forward motion should be used to go from one bit of yumminess to another.  I can see why all the donkey driving advice I have seen starts out with, "start in an arena where there are no distractions".  We were both getting a bit frustrated so I set it aside for a while to ponder the situation.  

I decided that my two biggest issues were food distraction and lack of forward motion and finally came up with a plan to address both.  To address the issue of forward motion, I took the donkeys for a walk in the woods which is their favorite activity. Once we were out on the trail, I attached my lines to Emma's halter and "drove" her down the trail.  She loves being out in the woods and is always eager to head out so I had plenty of forward to work with.  At first, I just followed along and tried to anticipate her direction.  I would then "ask" her to turn that way.  Eventually, I started asking for real and she finally got the idea. 

My second solution is a bit of "terrible awfulness" according to Emma....

I took her out ground driving with a grazing muzzle on. 

"Please, somebody help!  Call the Humane Society, this just isn't right!!!"

We still have a long way to go, but we are making progress and Emma is still taking to me despite the injustice.
By the way, for those of you who were impressed with my "sunflowers" and my superwoman gardening ability.....I do hate to disillusion you, but, um, those aren't sunflowers and I am so not superwoman.  In fact, most days I am SO not superwoman that I feel like I might actually be made out of kryptonite.  (Did I spell that right?) 

The goldenrod and Asters are in full bloom at the moment.  Around here they completely take over every bit of poor soil and or untended ground and are considered a semi-noxious weed.  When i bought this 20 acres of land, the only portion not completely covered in goldenrod was the 3 acres of woods.  I've been trying to kill it off ever since.  The stuff is great for honey bees and generally means the difference between life and death for them so I do appreciate it and it is pretty for a while....

...but I would dearly love to mow it all down.  The stuff Emma is wading through was mowed down twice this year.  The shear abundance of the stuff all around me is the byproduct of continued tractor issues and lack of weed-eating.  Definitely not superwoman, but thanks for the thought:)




"Don't listen to Ma bloggy peoples, I rather like a nice fresh goldenrod blossom now and then."


Monday, October 28, 2013

Donkey Feet - Emma

This is the second of two posts today regarding donkey feet.  If you missed Ramsey's, just hit "older post" at the bottom of the page.

Emma's feet.  I am going to let the pictures speak for themselves.  I think her feet are not bad.  I struggle with keeping them balanced, how much sole to trim and I worry about too much grass.

Before trim....





After trim/during...