Number Six!

Yesterday, a new horse arrived on our property.  Her name is Gingersnap, and she is a three-year-old Paint filly.  Ginger is a pretty sorrel, and she is a bit smaller than Buddy.  Some friends of ours were kind enough to give her to us.  Ginger will give Annie and me an opportunity to train a horse to ride, since she has never been ridden.  Once she is trained, we hope to use her for GaitWay, teaching riding lessons, and Momma's trail horse.

Ginger, enjoying her bath

Ginger is as sweet as she can be.  She hopped right on the trailer like a big girl when we brought her home.  She leads, ties, and is easy to catch.  Annie gave Ginger her first bath yesterday, and she quickly learned to stand still and enjoy it.  With the aid of a big bottle of mineral oil, we were able to comb out some large knots in her tail and mane.  Although we have not allowed any of our other horses to get close to her yet, two of them have already decided what they think of her.  Buddy wants to beat her up, and Peg thinks she looks like a good friend for him. "Spotted horses should stick together!" is his attitude.



After the bath



A Report on the Missions Conference

The missions conference gave us all renewed excitement about serving the Lord.  It was encouraging, challenging, and inspiring.  Quite a few missionaries from around the world were there, and they gave reports on their ministries.  The two keynote speakers were Brother Bud Lance, a preacher from North Carolina, and Brother Bobby Harjo, a Native American missionary to the Navajo Indians.  They both exhorted the young people to fully surrender to Christ and allow themselves to be used by Him.  I could tell that Bro. Harjo especially had a burden for the young people. 

When we arrived home, we found that Bunny had managed to eat the whole bottle of Abby's glucosamine joint tablets and had also shredded the bottle all over the yard.  The cats are all going crazy because they were closed up in the house while we were away overnight, and the horses are a bit grouchy.  Ah, life with animals! 

The Missions Conference

It seems that this fall has been busier than usual, but we planted our garden in spite of weather and lack of time.  We have kale, collards, mustard greens, broccoli, cauliflower, turnips, scallions, garlic, sugar snap peas, lettuce, carrots, radishes, and strawberries. (And some weeds!)  Daddy bought me a little rear-tine tiller, and I have been using it.  It is a very helpful tool for the garden.  

Tomorrow evening we are going to a Missions Conference at Trinity Baptist Church.  It will be held tonight, tomorrow night, Friday night, and Saturday, with a church service on Sunday.  Our family will only be there for Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. I am looking forward to it.  Last year we were able to attend  one night, and it was very interesting.  I'll let you all know what we learn at the conference.

More about Pegasus

Is everyone getting a little tired of hearing about poor Peg?  You'll have to bear with me for one more post.  On Monday Mr. Eric, our farrier, came and nailed on Peg's fancy treatment shoe.  He also shod Peg's other back hoof so that both feet would be the same height.  Peg wasn't happy when Mr. Eric started to nail the shoes on, but he tolerated it fairly well.  I was thankful that he didn't make too big of a fuss, because this was his first time to wear shoes.

Peg's new shoe has a steel plate screwed to the bottom of it.  I can unscrew it to apply medicines and take care of the site of the abscess, but it is well protected at other times.  The time that it takes to care for Peg's injury has greatly decreased since he was fitted with the new shoe.  Both Peg and I appreciate that.