Hungry Kitty

FEED ME....

OR I WILL BITE YOUR TOES IN YOUR SLEEP!!

A Cat Being A Cat

Sometimes I have to remind myself that Goose is a cat.

I think she enjoys those reminders too. We picked this fun thing for her today while out in the big city.

Awkward

Awkward much?

My Bed

Goose making herself comfortable.

"My bed."

Whiny Cat

Whiny Cat, Whiny Cat...

What are they feeding you?

Ten Guesses

Ten guesses as to what the lump is under the comforter.

Hint: It's furry. Whiney. Slightly overweight.

Routine

I'll be the first to admit that I have a whiney cat. 

Now with that being said, I will be the first to admit that she only whines because she wants food about half of the time. The other half of the time she just wants to be loved.

And hugged. And cuddled with.

Seriously. Whenever I come into the house and she goes on a screaming rampage, I just pick her up, throw her over my shoulder, and she proceeds to shut her mouth and begin purring.

Good kitty.

The Same, But Not Really

So, we got home Monday night at 10 p.m. after driving 20 hours nonstop from Amarillo, TX to Oakdale, CA. Awesome visit back to see Texas' family (and my-soon-to-be fam!), great food, some good times at the bar dancin', expensive but much needed shopping, and some relaxation thrown in the mix. Just some though.

Today was our first day back to work. Back to the daily grind. Everything was going fine and dandy all morning long. I moved some cows around with Manny, joked around a lot, and Texas drove around a lot pretending to look busy. ;)

Well, a little twist in our daily work day came about 11:45 a.m. We had thrown the doggies outside while we had a repairman come measure our floor to replace the linoleum from water damage last winter. Both our dogs were chipper and bouncin' around the place when we threw them outside in the kennel. When we went to take them back inside 20 minutes later, we came out to vomit, diarrhea (sorry yall but ya should know I don't leave out the details), and Hote glassy eyed, and immobile. Texas threw his violently ill dog into the truck and booked it to the vet. My mom and I followed as quick as we could. The news we got from the vet was not promising. Hote was so terribly sick, and we just couldn't pinpoint the reason. We left Hote in the care of the vets and God. We all left the office thinking that could be the last time we see the red haired hound.

I guess we should have known that Hote is not like any other dog. C'mon, this is a dog that can corner 100-200 lb wild hogs. This severe, sudden illness that came over him was nothing. He had us all, including the vets, convinced he wasn't going to make it through the day, but Texas got a surprising, but very very welcoming phone call an hour after we got back home. His pup was sitting up, and "100% better". 

Now? He's sitting in my Momma's back porch with a catheter in his foot, snuggled up with his brother, lovin' life, and under very watchful care.

The cause? We still don't know. It could have been a bacterial infection that finally surfaced, or possibly a reaction from the poisonous nettles weed that is sprouting up right now from our unseasonably warm weather, or something else entirely.... we may never know.

Besides that whole dramatic and scary part of the day, everything else around this place is pretty much the same.

My baby girl is still sweet. And sassy. And fat. And cute. And the list goes on...

Stoney Bee is still pressshhhh-us.

And he still loves his dad... which he will be legally adopting soon! ;)

Peps and Dos are still alive and kickin' - which ain't easy around this place, lemme tell ya.

I'm still chasing after these critters... I know you're jealous of my view.

There are some things that are different... different things that we intended on... like 4 more deer heads to hang up in the house. Pretty nifty for Texas having his Pops be a Taxidermist.

Another kinda different thing about being home - this girl in the corner is not quite as happy as she once was. She's absolutely terrified of the new deer heads in the house. You would think with 2 deer and 1 antelope already in the house,  Goose would have said," "Oh, the more the merrier, bring on the dead animals!" 

Well, in case yall were wondering, she doesn't dig the new dead heads. She confined herself in "her room" with her food and litter box all of yesterday evening and most of today. I forced her to spend the night in our bedroom last night, but she hid under the bed the entire night because she was too afraid to come face to face with the two new bucks in the room. She slinks by the new guy in the dining room. She's actually so scared that she's been trying to escape out of the door to the outside world which she has, believe it or not, never done before. Slowly, but surely, I hope we can get her used to her new dead friends.

So yall, like I said, I guess things in California are the same, but not really.

Christmas Preview

Goose is loving her new Christmas outfit.

I think Hote finds it rather adorable too.

Christmas Kitty

Goose is a fan of the Christmas decorations.

A little bit too big of a fan. This girl has been tearing up the skirt of the Christmas tree like it's a racetrack.

Diva

Wrong

Something is wrong with this picture.

Leftovers

You gonna eat all that?

Shock

This is what shock looks like...

...after I broke the news to Goose that I discovered the tunnel hole in the wall behind the water heater where I assume her mice friends are letting themselves in.

Part Of The Family

A certain adventurous Rocky Mountain kitty of mine has been confined to indoor living for the past year. I must say, she's adjusted to indoor life rather well. She's only tried to escape once, and technically, she wasn't at fault. I open the windows up for her as often as I can, so she can sit and watch the birds, bugs, and squirrels run around.

Another thing she really loves is hanging with the family when we're sitting outside on the front porch. I try to remember to open up the window when Texas and I sit outside on the porch, and the result is this:

A Day In The Life Of A Sepia Cowgirl

Yesterday while trying to find the settings on my newish phone to figure out how to save my pictures to the memory card and not the phone I found some fun settings to play around with. I started taking pictures with the Sepia setting, and I loved it so much I decided to document my entire day.

The result? A billion pictures. Enjoy.

7 a.m. Stoney. Working. Is he tired? Or is he practicing his scary face for Halloween?

A familiar view for me. Me sitting behind "Manuel" on the 4-Wheeler. His name really isn't Manuel. It's an inside joke between "Manuel" and I, or as he likes to call me, "Maria".

Sorting through some pregnant ladies. Think she looks suspicious?

Stoney at work. What a ladies man.

Hola Manuel! One of the ladies at the auction yard yesterday mentioned how it must be so fun to work with him because he's always happy. Well, yes, it is quite fun!

Typical - the men just standing around doing nothing.

Pushing some pregnant cows out to pasture. I like the black and white one.

Hurry Stoney!!

Snack break - checking on my ponies. Romeo's poor eye... he can barely open it anymore. :(

Snack break (continued) - tennis ball with Stones.

Texas needs to take these horseshoes and weld me up somethin' purdy.

Taking ol' blue to the auction yard!

Some lucky girls that get to go to the sale.

She doesn't look to happy to go to the auction. I had nightmares last night about her chasing me around the corral.

Managers meeting. The guy on the far right had some good insight.

On the way to the auction in ol' blue.

"Mom, why can't we live over there in that really nice big barn?"

"Just kidding, I love our ranch."

Best friends.

Goosie. :)

Peppy's new attempt at motherhood - I call it "Dos Negro". D.N. for short. We discovered it a couple nights ago. Praying it has a better future than Peppy's last kitten, Uno.

Texas is looking sassy.

My two boys.

Lunging Jade for the last time. I'll be hopping on her today for the first time in a week which hopefully is less eventful than when I brought her home. :)

Cowboy riding off into the sunset.

Can you see me?

Doctoring Jade's leg. I'm dizzy.

The boys playing. A.K.A. Stoney chasing after Hote like a little chihuahua and biting his legs.

I'm dizzy again.

Why do I love her so much??

Why do I love him so much??

Oh wait, I know why. :)

And that folks, is a day in the life of a Sepia Cowgirl.