Water leak….cause ya know the best time to have a pipe break is on a Sunday 🙄.
Great time to put up some more pipe fence. It was really cold! But……
I didn’t really mind because I got to run the skid loader while hubby did the cold work.
Of course we also had to quit work long enough to go to the Veterans Day Parade.
Turns out it rained basically the whole parade. So we loaded back up to go home and work some more……
So JoJo and I have kicked off our fall riding routine. We call it #operationfatunicorn , but just between us of course, because well, you just dont call someone else’s unicorn fat…even if it is true.
Our five mile ride gives me so much time to think. I usually spend part of it talking to God. Trying to get my mind right. Today I was focusing on forgiveness. Forgiving myself, forgiving people that have hurt me, forgiving all the transgressions big and little both that all pile up on my soul.
I started out feeling angry, ungrateful, and just plain nasty. I asked God to put words of forgiveness in my heart. Something healing that I could repeat until I truly felt all the bad just melt.
As always he gave me words .
As I leaned forward in my saddle wind and mane in my face, with the sounds of Jos feet hitting the ground In quick succession I heard his words. And I let go of all that I needed to. I let it fall away as we galloped across an open field . I could just imagine the negative falling off in pieces and being carried away in the breeze. Sound a bit fantastical to you? Well, I’ll tell you, it was…. I mean I do ride a unicorn 🦄.
So the HK Bar had a major hail storm hit about 1 pm today. Golf ball size hail, high winds, and a torrential downpour.
I posted a video I took during the very beginning of it all. The hail was only about quarter sized at this point but coming down fast.
I immediately phoned all of our insurance companies on the house and vehicles. I asked husband to call in our crops damage (alfalfa total worth about 10k)…..for him to look stricken and tell me he had not yet insured for the year. *sigh*
Such the life of a rancher.. BUT here on the HK we try to keep our eyes on the 🌈 rainbow…. so we are praying God provides us deductible 💰 money…. And saying thank you that all our livestock is accounted for, safe and sound.
Please keep us in your thoughts and prayers. Pray for strength, pray for recovery, pray for patience and goodwill.
So my therapist is quite hairy. He has a strange habit of raw hide bones, and he sometimes smells as if he has rolled in something not so alive anymore. But for all his quirks he has the best talk medicine. Silence. He listens without judgment. He looks on with those big soulful eyes as I spill my doubts, worries, and problems. I am so thankful for such a kind soul that makes my life so much more whole. So cheers to Dr. Blitzen Manuel and his life altering therapy!
It has been awhile since I wrote a piece on Blitz Manny our almost two year old border collie that rescued me almost a year ago.when he came to the HK Bar he was a herding nightmare. He chased and killed chickens, he took cheap shots at the horses dashing in and out of their legs biting and barking all the while. He bellowed at the cows and played chicken with the Bulls. He wouldn’t walk on a leash- he would just fling himself about in blind fury. To say the least, he was a train wreck. But yet he is the sweetest soul I’ve met in awhile. He’s not in your face kind of guy. He has bouncy, contagious energy, and not a real mean bone in his body. Protective maybe, but not just outright blind rage.
Cue to ten months of intensive work later and he now walks on a leash, respects the livestock, and has proudly been off live chickens as food for the past six months. He rides in the truck beautifully. He stays on the front porch and protects his farm. He barks and puffs up impressively when someone pulls in the drive. I love all these things about him! Like any good farm dog he owns his people and his job as overseer and protector.
With Tucker and Bo having passed so recently and in such quick succession of one another, I feel blessed to be finding both dogs strengths in Blitz Manny. He truly will be one for the books. Hell, he already is at the tender age of almost two years old. I feel like a proud mom really having made this journey with him so far.
HIs favorite things to do are ride in the truck with me, and chasing his basketball/football/soccer/baseballs/soft balls till he is lay down tired. He also really loves his girls. He is a gentle ball of energy if that makes any sense at all. He has an obvious distate for my husband. But I think that is the difference of heelers and border collies. A heeler will forgive rough handling and love their person blindly. A border collie on the other hand will remember harsh handling. They are no fools for sure. My husband is from the old school theory of raising ranch dogs. He is firm to a fault and any small act of disobedience is dealt with swiftly and harshly. (Never to the point it causes any physical injury, just a very stern approach). I on the other hand am of the school of thought that repetition and good reinforcement is the key. I don’t believe punish harshly when they do wrong, but praise excessively when they do right. I think this builds a stronger bond with me and my dogs. They want to work for me, they want to protect me, they want to please me. Not because I demand it, but because they come to see they want my approval.
Anyhow, I am just so pleased with where Blitz Manny is in his journey as an HK Bar dog. Now we just need to work on not chasing the tractor when I am feeding hay, and then on to house breaking! He recently was invited in for a brief hour and he promptly lifted his leg and pissed all over our house cat Eli. I couldn’t help but laugh, but I won’t have a pee pot in my clean house!
What a little wonder dog our Blitz Manny is. I wish more people would take the time and energy to invest in a rescue dog. They really do deserve every opportunity in life. I’m so thankful my little guy has come to live with us. He makes me smile, he makes me proud, and he makes me realize I to can make huge strides and changes in my life toward the positive, no matter what.
Cheers to Blitz Manny for transforming, and for transforming me.