Bunny has found a home!

Bunny the pit bull has found a good, loving home. The family that is taking her has acreage in the country, lots of other animals, and two children. They like her sweet, happy personality and her easygoing temperament. They know they will enjoy having Bunny. Can you guess who this family is? Actually, we've had the dog for so long that we are attached to her. We have seen how well she behaves in many different situations and have been pleased. We decided to keep her, since our only objection to Bunny was her breed. She is such a good dog, and Abby loves her. Bunny is going to be an interesting member of the family. She gets into such funny scrapes!

Here is today's scripture.
For I desired mercy, and not sacrifice; and the knowledge of God more than burnt offerings. Hosea 6:6 KJV

Running out of time!

Well, time is running out for Bunny the pit bull. We are about out of people to ask if they want her, and no one has answered the signs we put up. We don't know what to do with her. She is such a great dog. Bunny has continued to behave herself, but last night she put those huge jaws to work. Annie had left the tackroom door open, and there was a jar of molasses syrup (we mix it with Rusty's joint supplement so he'll eat it all) on the floor. Bunny chewed a hole in the metal lid and ate almost all the syrup. I guess she likes molasses. Bunny thinks she's a lap dog; she makes a pitiful watchdog since she is happy to see everybody who shows up at our house. Abby walks around people's cars and barks until we say it is okay, but Bunny just wags her little tail as hard as it will wag. She doesn't even bark! If you want a sweet, sweet, friendly pit bull, let us know. Bunny would love to find her forever home!

I took some more pictures of Peg and Jack the other day. It is fun to take their pictures, because they both seem to act up for the camera. They do like the spotlight, and I'm afraid Peg is quite vain. He knows he's unique, with his blue eyes and fancy color. Poco, on the other hand, is difficult to photograph because she has a dislike for the camera. She'll run from it and make ugly faces at it.

Bunny and the Snapper

The other day a large snapping turtle marched onto our property. The dogs took note. Abby, veteran of several encounters with snappers, knew exactly what to do. She left it severely alone. Bunny, the cheerful, inquisitive, rather dull pit bull, was enthusiastic about this new creature. She sniffed and sniffed. In spite of several warnings from us, she continued to explore. The snapper was in a bad mood. It hissed, threatened and opened its jaws. Bunny, oblivious to the meaning of all this, pressed her nose in closer. SNAP! YIP! The snapping turtle had won the day. Bunny retired vanquished from the field of battle with a bleeding nose (although she never knew she was bothering anyone). You could practically hear Abby smugly say," I told you not to do that."

On Saturday, Annie and I went down the street and brought home a mare and foal. We have permission to work with these horses whenever we want. The mare is called Sadie, and the foal, who is now about 8 months old, is named Jasmine. Jasmine is special to us, because Momma and Annie were there when Jasmine was born. We also kept Jasmine at our house for a month while she was being weaned. Annie and I spent a lot of time working with her while she was here. It was a fun experience.

Usually we concentrate on Jasmine, but on Saturday we put her in the pasture to play with Poco and Rusty while we worked on Sadie. Sadie is an older mare of quarter horse type. She doesn't get handled much, so she's a bit rusty on her manners. However, we got to ride her in the round pen. Sadie is really a great horse. She just needs some time. These are some pictures of Sadie and Jasmine. Jasmine is changing color, because although she was born black, she'll be grey like her mother when she grows up.

From top to bottom: Sadie in a pen at our house, Jasmine and Sadie a few days after Jasmine's birth, Jasmine at our house, 4 months old, Jasmine in our pasture at 6 months.

Let me explain...

Ethel is not the author of this blog, Ethel is where the author of this blog is writing from. I, the author, am called Jill. Sorry for the potential confusion! :)

This morning I rode Peg. He was a very good boy, in spite of the distracting influence of a certain stray dog who has been hanging around for a week. This dog is so sweet! She is about a year old, and she gets along with Abby (who loves her) and even with other dogs who act aggressive towards her. She is good with our cats and loves people. She loves horses, too. Actually, that is the problem. She would like to play with Peg while I'm riding him. Peg and I are afraid that he'll step on her. We named the dog Bunny, but we cannot keep her. So, does anyone want a pit bull? ;)

Jack is one funny horse. He is big, heavy, and quite strong, but he thinks he is about the size of the average dog. Jack is always itchy, especially around the region of his tail. When big, goofy Jack scratches on things, things tend to not hold up very well. The end of this story is that Jack broke a fence board this morning. He sure was surprised. Sorry, Daddy!

About a month ago, Jack pushed the plywood siding off of the wall in Peg's stall while scratching his tail. While Daddy was fixing that, Jack scratched his way out of the pen behind his stall. Oops! We got him safely put away again. Good thing he's easy to catch. Next time we'll build your pen more securely, Jack.

On a more serious note, I'm going to be posting our family's daily memory verses as often as possible in this blog. Today's verse is Proverbs 28:25.

He that is of a proud heart stirreth up strife: but he that putteth his trust in the LORD shall be made fat. Proverbs 28:25 KJV