The Weather Outside is...

Well, to be honest it's really quite nice. Although there was a freak snowstorm that rolled through yesterday afternoon that deposited about 3 inches of snow on the ground. But since it was about 35 degrees out it was alright...except for the gale force winds. That sucked. I decided as tradition calls I must get Christmas cards in order (Thank you cards too, but those might have to wait). I spent a bit of time on Saturday getting pics of the barnyard (never mind that there is no barn). Basically all the pics were bloopers.

But first....a new pic of Smack! I think I forgot to mention his name is Smack because his full name is Skippers Smokin Chex and somehow Smack just fit the little bugger. He was sunning himself when I went out and refused to stand up so I just managed to get a pic of him laying on the ground with Momma. No, I haven't weaned yet. At first I decided to wait a little longer due to the leg and vitamin issues surrounding his growth - then I didn't have a place to separate them when I moved - and now with this sporadic weather I'm nervous to stress him out without any true shelters. I'm going to do it as soon as I can be around a little more (i.e. Christmas Break). As it is he's very independent and only nurses as a comfort every now and then.

Rumba wasn't having any of the reindeer antler thing, but Maggie sure wanted to see what was up. Smack's hair is about as long as my hand. He's like a little teddy bear and all he wants to do is cuddle too.

Then I decided Shirley and Ned needed to get in on the fun. All they really wanted to do was butt heads and try out their new supersized horns. First Ned sized up Shirley...

Then Shirley eyeballed Ned...headbutting did ensue...

Onto the dogs...I think you can see not one animal, perhaps excepting Maggie and Smack, were amused at anything I was doing with them. Dixie kept rolling her eyes at me (literally. She's the only dog I've ever known to roll eyes). And Maverick kept trying to crawl into my lap and hide his face. I think he was humiliated.

Wrigley wasn't having any of it. After eating one pair of antlers while my back was turned, he decided the Santa hat was 'the bomb' and tried to climb into it.

Notice he doesn't have hold of it, but it running away with it over his head since I was coming after him.

And....*drumroll*....my Christmas gift came early! A round pen! My very own for working horses! Yeah! I've been looking like crazy for a light-weight pen that I can haul around and use for training . I didn't need a heavy duty pen because if I have a horse that wants to go through it; I don't want that horse anyway. I found this used, but barely used and mostly just stored outside. It only want about a 40 foot diameter for working horses in, but it came with enough panels to make a 70 foot diameter pen. So now I have an extra pen along with my round pen, and in a pinch can break this down into three good size holding pens. Very versatile!!! I'm excited!