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I am a 29-ish yr old married mother of 8. My family is my life and I wouldn't have it any other way. My darling husband is my very best friend and together we are raising 8 of the best kids in the world! They are Rose(12) Sarah(12) Ammon(10) Malachi(8) Gabriel(7) Hannah(5) Maggie(4) and Abbie(3) We currently own 2 dogs, 1 bird, 5 chinchillas, 1,000,000 rabbits, 1 cat, 4.5 horses, and one ferret. We just purchased a home that is definately a "fixer-upper", with land and room for the kids to roam. Our goal is to run a mostly self sustaining farm and live in peace as we grow as a strong family unit. We have seen our fair share of hardships, but we are thankful for the many blessings the Lord gives us on a regular basis!

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Thunder... A horse worth knowing.

I've been sitting here thinking for about 20 minutes now, thinking about all the things I want to say. I keep starting this post and erasing it. I realize that I am not sure of the right way to tell this story. There are so many wonderful stories that I have heard since Rose pushed me into the horse world. These stories make you laugh and some may make you cry. Most of them have happy endings... others do not. Then there are the ones that aren't quite finished yet. Now, as I sit at my keyboard I realize that I am actually in one of those... an unended story.

Thunder was originally called Dirty Thunder by his previous owners. (A name that he will never be called again.) He is a 14 year old Appaloosa gelding. (That just means he's been snipped.) He is one of the most loving horses I have ever known. He has more personality than any other horse in this hemisphere. When he has a saddle on his back he has one goal in mind, and that is to GO. He is high spirited and funny. He is a lady's man to beat all ladies' men. He is papered and is a decedent of Dreamfinder. (Not that I care) He is also blind.

About 11 years ago a woman received a call. A friend of a friend had seen a horse that was severely under weight. That woman drove to the location of the horse to check him out. She had never seen a horse so starved and emaciated. After an argument with the owner of the horse and the police being called, the woman returned home without the horse. A few days later, another visit ended with similar results. Finally, that woman hitched up her trailer and returned to the property determined not to leave without the horse.

When face to face with the owners for the third time the woman offered three choices... "One; you can sell him to me. Two; you and give him to me. Three; we can shoot him so that I know he is no longer suffering."

The owners were shocked at her nerve and threatened to call the police again. That is when the woman very calmly explained to them that she was willing to go to jail and that could be option four. She also told them that as they were calling the police she would be calling the two local news stations. Unwilling to be embarased infront of local telivision cameras, they chose option two.

The horse was quickly loaded into the tailer and was headed to a new home. Unfortunately, he fell while he was in the trailer heading to his new home. The woman and her husband had to pull him off with a rope. She slept for two weeks in a stall with the horse. She fed the horse one handful at a time, soaking each handful of feed in water before placing it in his mouth. Slowly but surely he regained his strength. Sadly, malnutrition had destroyed his eyesight. It did not however, destroy his spirit or his goofy sense of humor!

As for the woman in this story; she is still picking up horses from neglectful owners, caring for them until they are strong again, and rehoming them when they are ready. Her name is Tammy and even though we have only known each other for a short time, I have grown to respect her more than most human beings I know.
Now, it is my turn to love, care for, and ride Thunder. I am not anxious about what I will teach him, but what I will learn from this young hearted jokster. I only hope I am up to the challenge.

Monday, January 10, 2011

This just in...

Lacey-Belle is, in fact, pregnant and should be delivering within the next 3-4 weeks! Tune in for more details and pictures as we try to give this mare the love and care that she has not had in several years. We will be trying to help her weight with a prescription diet. We will try to heal her spirit with lots of LOVE!
We are not sure how this will all turn out because she has not had the proper care for a mare in foal. Wish us luck and pray for my Rosie to have the strength to handle whatever might happen! She'll be a very young grandmother!

Sunday, January 9, 2011


What to say about her...

Rose is one of my 12 yr old twins. From the time she was first born she has been independent. She craves adulthood more than any of my other children. When something needs done she is the one I know I can count on. She is caring and level headed, fun and funny! She is my Rosie-Posie!

Rose enjoys all animals. She Raises Flemish Giants for 4-H, loves working with our chickens and ducks, and has had a pet cockatiel (Banana) since she was seven. She also adores her miniature horse named Dreamer, which she cares for almost completely on her own.
One of the things that set her apart from my other children is her passion for horses. She and Sarah (and recently Ammon too) have been "working" for our farrier for a couple of months now. They aren't paid for the work, except that they usually get a ride on one of the gentler horses when they are done. Rose is THRILLED to be spending time with the horses and soaks up everything Cody (and more recently, his Aunt Tammy) tells her.

She recently saw her dreams come true when we gave her an early Christmas present; a 4-yr-old, bay, quarter horse, mare. Watching the two of them meet brought tears to my eyes! She used her Christmas money from Uncle Bobby, Nanna, and Pappa to purchase a new pair of boots and a used show halter. She can hardly wait to show at the fair this year.

I have no idea what she will be when she grows up but I know that she will do it well. Things have always seemed to come pretty easy to Rose. She takes pride in a job well done. Though at times I have wished that school was a little more challenging for her.

Rose is, in a lot of ways, my teacher. I wish I had her natural patience and understanding. She often comforts ME when I am down. I can always count on her patting my arm or giving me a random hug just because she wants to connect with me. I want to be just like her when I grow up!