I haz an ouchie.
Aug. 20th, 2012 10:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
midnightsjaneI hate it when part of my body hurts for no apparent reason. Seems rather ungrateful, if you know what I mean. If I'm going to hurt, I'd like a good reason for it! I was fine this morning until I stood up from the couch and my lower back went into spasm. Ouch. It's not like I did anything but stand up, for heaven's sake. It's a little better now, but it still is aggravating.
Not that it stopped me from going on about the day. Drove out to the farm to see my horses, did a few chores like cleaning all the paddocks and giving the horses their dinner hay. Went out into the field to check on Midnight and Kyra; I managed to grab Midnight and put sunscreen on his pink nose (which he hates having done) and put fly spray on the both of them. I had to stand guard while Kyra ate her grain, because Midnight keeps trying to steal hers. He's such a glutton, he gobbles down his grain then tries to push Kyra away from hers. I have to take a big whip and stand between them; he's so sneaky, he tries different approaches (from just plain old barging in, to sneaking around behind and pretending he's not at all interested, just hanging out, no problem. LOL) Kyra is a lot less pushy than he is, so I have to make sure she has time to eat. Being an old horse, and a thoroughbred, she's starting to look a little skinny. It's hard to keep weight on her, so I'm very careful with her food. I put her on a special mix of grain for senior horses, and she totally loves it. She literally licks the bowl clean. Jubilee is on it too (she's 21 to Kyra's 25ish), and she's just as fond of it. She'll spend an hour after she's cleaned her bowl just fishing around in the bedding of the stall looking for crumbs. I must say it smells really good to my human nose.
I was coming out of the big barn this afternoon when I heard what sounded like Sue kicking the dirt outside the arena; I looked over and there was a deer, bounding along beside the barn like it was on a pogo stick. How neat it is to see wildlife outside your door? We have lots of bunnies, and the odd raccoon, and in the spring we had a family of coyotes with several pups in the field, and often there are deer in the field too. There are eagles that fly overhead (once we counted over 20 bald eagles circling around the farm) and woodpeckers (don't see them, but we hear them) and a pair of mallard ducks who check out the temporary pondlike puddle that appears across the fence by the house in the springtime). It's part of the reason I love the farm so much.
I stopped on my way home at the Walmart to look for an air mattress. Found one for $25, so I grabbed it. Both my sisters are coming to visit me the middle of September, so I needed another sleeping surface. One sister gets the bed, the other the air mattress, and I get the less comfy sofa bed in the living room. They'll have to toss for the bed. My sister Sandy is afraid of cats, so she has to have a room with a door so the cats don't give her a heart attack in the night. Every time she's come to visit me we have the cat roundup at bedtime; I usually have to chase Sam out from under the bed (and that's the only time she sees him, because he hides whenever anyone other than me is in the apartment, the big wuss.) I'm looking forward to have both my sisters here at the same time. The last time the three of us were in the same place was at my mother's memorial service 5 years ago.
That's it for me. I'm going to go enjoy my cup of mint tea, made from freshly picked mint from my patio garden.
Not that it stopped me from going on about the day. Drove out to the farm to see my horses, did a few chores like cleaning all the paddocks and giving the horses their dinner hay. Went out into the field to check on Midnight and Kyra; I managed to grab Midnight and put sunscreen on his pink nose (which he hates having done) and put fly spray on the both of them. I had to stand guard while Kyra ate her grain, because Midnight keeps trying to steal hers. He's such a glutton, he gobbles down his grain then tries to push Kyra away from hers. I have to take a big whip and stand between them; he's so sneaky, he tries different approaches (from just plain old barging in, to sneaking around behind and pretending he's not at all interested, just hanging out, no problem. LOL) Kyra is a lot less pushy than he is, so I have to make sure she has time to eat. Being an old horse, and a thoroughbred, she's starting to look a little skinny. It's hard to keep weight on her, so I'm very careful with her food. I put her on a special mix of grain for senior horses, and she totally loves it. She literally licks the bowl clean. Jubilee is on it too (she's 21 to Kyra's 25ish), and she's just as fond of it. She'll spend an hour after she's cleaned her bowl just fishing around in the bedding of the stall looking for crumbs. I must say it smells really good to my human nose.
I was coming out of the big barn this afternoon when I heard what sounded like Sue kicking the dirt outside the arena; I looked over and there was a deer, bounding along beside the barn like it was on a pogo stick. How neat it is to see wildlife outside your door? We have lots of bunnies, and the odd raccoon, and in the spring we had a family of coyotes with several pups in the field, and often there are deer in the field too. There are eagles that fly overhead (once we counted over 20 bald eagles circling around the farm) and woodpeckers (don't see them, but we hear them) and a pair of mallard ducks who check out the temporary pondlike puddle that appears across the fence by the house in the springtime). It's part of the reason I love the farm so much.
I stopped on my way home at the Walmart to look for an air mattress. Found one for $25, so I grabbed it. Both my sisters are coming to visit me the middle of September, so I needed another sleeping surface. One sister gets the bed, the other the air mattress, and I get the less comfy sofa bed in the living room. They'll have to toss for the bed. My sister Sandy is afraid of cats, so she has to have a room with a door so the cats don't give her a heart attack in the night. Every time she's come to visit me we have the cat roundup at bedtime; I usually have to chase Sam out from under the bed (and that's the only time she sees him, because he hides whenever anyone other than me is in the apartment, the big wuss.) I'm looking forward to have both my sisters here at the same time. The last time the three of us were in the same place was at my mother's memorial service 5 years ago.
That's it for me. I'm going to go enjoy my cup of mint tea, made from freshly picked mint from my patio garden.
