This is a little bit of what you call Cowgirl Heaven. Bombay, straight up, dirty.
Yes that is yours truly. Close up with my weakness. I proclaim I am not afraid to show my face or age………when I am happy. Does this woman look happy? She’s sticking to the light stuff. No those empties are not all hers.
Even though she is the birthday girl!
This is also a bit of Cowgirl Heaven.
A cabin where you can look out the window and kiss your horse.
A cabin where the kitchen and bathroom are one. A great place for multitasking.
Did I mention we sometimes ride horses? Here we are approaching the end of the trail. This place is Cowgirl Heaven.
Get out-of-the-way Harley’s. Here we come.
This is what you call bellying up to the bar. Horsey style. See what I mean about Cowgirl Heaven?
This is what you call a thirsty horse. Dog bowl will make do. What a nice mom.
This is a REAL Harley. A happy Harley appreciating a dog friendly place after a long ride.
Is he cute or what?
The Sundogs would be jealous.
Macie is happy too after a long ride. At 11 years old she survived the ride without a scratch.
The start to a REALLY fun afternoon…..an on to the evening.
A place where you can wine and dine and love a horse all at the same time. Cowgirl Heaven.
Martini # 2 Who is having fun?
Me or them?
ALL OF US!!!!!
I know I’m gonna sound corny but “Just being together is….you got it….Cowgirl Heaven“
I still proclaim I am not afraid to show my age….when I am happy.
We are not the only ones horsin’ around. I see trouble starting through beer bottles and a Martini.
Now, now be good boys. DO NOT ruin the party.
Boys will be boys. They DID NOT ruin the party.
Because somebody is a little tired and does not feel like horsin’ around. Maybe it is because somebody was HORSIN’ AROUND and THEN somebody banged on my door at 2AM to tell me THE HORSES ARE OUT.
Not my perfect horse. He would never cause problems……..
….in the middle of the night after a Old Chico, 2 Martini’s and a PM as if I needed help to sleep.
Now this is an act of kindness.
This perfect horse kept this nice woman from sleeping all night and she still offered him water to quench his thirst….from her little doggy bowl.
And then little Marley started getting worried about her bowl being swallowed up.
How about giving me some water mom? I went on the trail ride too.
I see kisses coming from the little Hawaiian girl with very clean teeth and breath.
Yup, kissing time. Cowgirl Heaven.
Not done yet. Kissing contest. That tongue might be the winner.
Is this happiness or what?
Horses and dogs = happiness and love = Cowgirl Heaven.
This is the best place ever. They even let our horses in the bar.
Adios Amigo’s 🙂
Looks like you gals had a great time. You all deserve it. Much love to you all!
We sure did. Horses,doggies and booze. What more could you ask for? Thanks Cathy.
Shit…… I am jealous of all you ladies
Happy belated birthday to your friend.
Looks like everyone had a blast and some booze.
Did I say i was jealous. yep!
sweet doggies and horses.
I’m going to boast and say you are right to be jealous! I have to pinch myself when I realize what friendship I have. It came late in life with the horses. Sometimes I feel like a teenager again.
Looks like a fantastic time!
Yes it was. And I am recovered ad refreshed!
That is my idea of the ideal birthday!!! You ladies look like you are having a ball and I am so glad that you all have so many people to share such a wonderful time with! Thanks so very much for sharing the joy!
You are welcome. Too much joy to keep to myself.
SO FUN! I love the horse in the bar! I love that place too……Ride on!
Thank you Trishie. We will ride on…hopefully into our 70’s.
Now that’s living! No horse friendly bars in Chicago unfortunately, but I’ve added it to my bucket list.
They are harder to find near the big cities. If you ever come to Northern California this is “The Outpost” in Butte Meadows. The customers sitting with the horses had a great time watching them. The were very entertaining, knocking over chairs, grabbing purses, flirting (Susie the mare was in heat)near the boys, trying to get in the bar. Most of the time the parking lot is filled with quads trucks and cars. We lucked out.
Dogs and horses and girlfriends and martinis . . . and a toilet in the kitchen. That really is a little piece of heaven. Looks like you had a fabulous time. Love all the smiles!
Yes the toilet in the kitchen was quite the conversation piece! Thanks
I just LOVE this!
Thank you Dawn. Nice to see you comment on the blog! Stay tuned for St Bernard.