On the right is me looking very young at age 24. The cute one on the left is my first born son Justin. He is still cute and will be 32 years old next month. Do I look in love or proud? Or both? I am still proud of my son Justin and in love….well you know what I mean.
Fast forward about 20 years. Here we are again. Still very much in love….well you know what I mean.
Fast forward another 10 years. A very proud mom and we are still very much in love……well you know what I mean.

We have this sliding door to the hay room tied so it won’t open all the way and BIG animals can’t get in thereby giving the Manx Brothers some recluse.


Sasha stays outside and Momma Maisie joins her. If was not so hot she’d be chasing dragonflies. The temp is already in the low 90’s.
Maisie returns salivating at the mouth now…but not foaming yet. You can’t hear her whining, good thing. Yolo is still posed in the best spot for kitty viewing and brother Lassen stays nearby for support.
Milton gets closer to the Sundog Brothers and lets them know it is NOT OK to come any closer. Mangus is tucked away in the box refusing to come out.
Somehow between the time I went to grab something out of the truck and then turned around to return the Manx Brothers decided to make a bold run past every body and make a dash for the tack room. I tie the door to the tack room too and the tie stays. The brothers are able to poke in and out and tease the Sundogs. Here is Lassen doing what he does….sitting very still and drooling over the brothers. Here is Mangus posed to sprint back to the hay room since Lassen won’t stop drooling over him.
Here he goes.
Milton makes a dash too staying with Mangus but oh no! The Big Brothers are working together now.
The BIG Brothers are closing in…what should we do?
Somehow Milton made it back to the tack room. The BIG Brothers don’t care. One kitty is tasty enough.
What is a kitty to do?
“Maybe I should hiss and swat now but I’m frozen” Poor Mangus. I’m proud at how he is handling this. Do you hate me now for not rescuing him? Don’t worry I trust my Sundogs. Besides they had a big breakfast.
I know this looks like Kitty abuse but it is part of getting to know kitty. After this look CAMERA DOWN kitty in my arms. The Sundogs still have a ways to go to quell their obsession with the Manx Brothers. We will do this routine every morning until the Manx Brothers are no big deal anymore. I’ll make sure we don’t have any unsupervised visits with the Sundogs and the Manx Brothers down at the barn. AND I will make sure I feed the Sundogs well before our visit.
HORSES NEED COMPANIONS. THEIR COMPANIONS ARE FOR LIFE. THAT IS ALL I CAN SAY.