Not All of My Stallions Are Bankers

This is my stallion, Ta Sunka Witco,who is registered with the SMR, HOA, and AIHR. His grandfather was Choctaw Sundance on his father's side and goes back to yellow Fox on his mother's side. He is not gaited but he is very smooth trotting and even more so while loping. He is a great horse for 50 miles in a day

Assisted Living

My granddaughter is just past two years old. Like her mother, she is excessively brilliant. Her linguistic skills greatly exceed anything could be imagined for her age.

It is not just that her vocabulary is so large,, it is that at such a young age she has already learned to manipulate me by telling me exactly what I want to hear.

Granpa Steve. I waked up!
Granpa Steve. I will find your boots!
Granpa Steve. I will get you some socks!
Granpa Steve. Do you have me Choc-o-lat?
Granpa Steve. I made your coffee! (She really did not make it. She was trying to take credit for Beth's handiwork.)

And most importantly of all:
Granpa Steve. I want to see horses!

Im Praying For ur Butt

Just before I set out for what I hoped to be a 100 mile ride I received an e mail from one of my little riders that was exactly as set out in the title above. The is the result of a confluence of:
1. Deeply held and sincere religious belief,
2. Concern that my saddle sores might actually kill me,and
3. The stylistic influence of texting on grammar and spelling.

I did appreciate the sentiment. In this case it really was the thought that counted.

Oh Mary Don't You Weep, Don't You Moan

Yesterday legislation was introduced in Congress that is designed to insure that a large enough herd is allowed to remain in the wild at Corolla to insure genetic stability. This is the most important thing to happen to benefit the wild horses of Corolla since the Corolla Wild Horse Fund was established.

Of course, it is a long way between having a bill introduced and having it signed into law. We are not yet to the Promised Land but with the introduction of this bill Pharaoh's army got drowned.

Reading and Thinking at the Same Time

Lest any readers be particularly obtuse I hope that it is clear that Valor is not for sale and that was not the meaning of the previous post entitled "For Sale." For those who took such a meaning please go drink three cups of coffee and read it again.