Friday, December 26, 2008

Christmas and the Day After

Our son, Jesse, and daughter-in-law, Ryley, brought our granddogs, aka the Ugsley Pugsleys, to visit for Christmas. We were skeptical as to how all the dogs would get along — ours lead such insular lives — but they seemed to genuinely enjoy the interaction with each other and the horses. The horses were exuberant, delighting in playing chase with the Pugs. The Pugs would run on those stubby little legs, barking like mad, the Boyz would take off, tails flagged, necks arched, then circle back and the game would start again. It was fun to watch. I'm sure the Pugs were sick last night after rolling in and eating every pile of horse poop they encountered. Their cute pink hoodies were pretty nasty by the end of the day. A good time was had by all, and I'm betting those Pugs slept soundly last night.

Ryley and Jaren (our niece, who took all the photos) wanted to ride, but the horses were so wound up from playing with the dogs, I didn't think it was such a good idea. Neither has any experience with horses whatsoever.

Got food?

My Wildman Rockstar. The look in his eye is what we call "that look," which basically says, "anything can happen, and it's up to you to be on your toes and ready for whatever it is."

Jaz, checking Ryley and Jesse for treats.

What I really want is some of what's in that can under your arm.
Can I have it pleeeeze?

No food. No beer. We go.

Cindi, aka Ratweasel, doing what she does best — being cute.

Clockwise from top left: Chula, Callie, Izzy, Dylan & Cindi.

Daddy, those little flat-faced dogs took my ball!

Callie, my favorite of the Pugsleys.

We had a full-fledged fiesta, complete with Mr. Fry's Fabulous Fajitas, tamales, fried burritos (all homemade), and copious amounts of margaritas. Dessert was dark chocolate brownies with mint chocolate chip or Butterfinger ice cream. We watched "Iron Man" and "Tropic Thunder," both highly enjoyable.

The day after is a bit anti-climactic. Although in the mid-to-upper 60s, it's very gray, damp and windy. The forecast is calling for rain, thunderstorms and isolated tornadoes tonight. I wanted to groom the horses this morning, but had to cut it short because they were both so jumpy. They were doing okay until some yayhoo across the road started having target practice. It was loud and random. So they got the bare basics — brushed, faces & bums washed. I tried out my new clippers on Jaz's mane. Umm, I need practice. It looks like you might imagine it would if Poco had gotten hold of the clippers and decided to give Jaz a haircut himself.
Things are never as easy as they look.

I got two horse books for Christmas that I am looking forward to perusing: "How to Think Like A Horse" by Cherry Hill and "What Your Horse Wants You To Know" by Gincy Self Bucklin. Mr. Fry is off helping a friend whose truck is dead, so the house is very quiet. Think I'll grab a Dr. Pepper and curl up with my books.


noexcuses said...

Hi,I came over from your comment on "One Minute Writer." I just wanted to say kudos to you for going to college on your dime.

I am from the same era, and wasn't encouraged to go, so I did the bare minimum and got an AA. I've spent the last 30 years trying to finish. I'll get there, even if I'm 80!

Love your blog. Your horses are absolutely beautiful! It sounds like you had a good holiday.

Leah Fry said...

Thanks for visiting, noexcuses. Hope you come back. I could take a few lessons from your screen name! I have a million excuses for not doing stuff!

Cactus Jack Splash said...

Looks and sounds like great fun.
Don't you just love that "appy look"...the one that tells you they are thinking about causing a stir.

Laughing Orca Ranch said...

Rock Star indeed, especially with that wild mane and eyes. lol!

Jaz is quite the in-your-face social butterfly isn't he?

Probably a good thing you paid attention to the mood of your horses and didn't let the kids ride. Look what happened to me on a holiday. Kind of ruins things a little. lol!

Your fiesta sounded like a lot of fun...especially the brownies. Me loves some brownies!

Those pugsleys are so funny. I wish you had gotten them on video playing with the horses. I bet their Mom and Dad weren't too happy about taking them home smelling like horse poop on their fur and jackets...and mouths. ewww!

Cyndi, in that photo, with her expression, reminds me a little of Gollum, from Lord of the Rings. hehe

And I was laughing when I saw that you keep prickly pear cactus in pots on your patio. lol!
Around here prickly pear is considered a nuisance weed and we pull it up as soon as it sprouts. hey are persistant (and painful) little buggers.

Merry Belated Christmas to you!
New Mexico

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