Peteyfoozer’s Journey (because journaling’s not enough)

Some of my favorite ranch pics

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The cavvy in the corral next to the big barn, waiting to see which of them the cowboys will pick to work that day

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Ready to saddle

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Each cowboy has his own tack closet in the barn

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Cavvy headed back to their pasture
 
Some of my favorite ranch pics

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The cavvy in the corral next to the big barn, waiting to see which of them the cowboys will pick to work that day

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Ready to saddle

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Each cowboy has his own tack closet in the barn

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Cavvy headed back to their pasture
I never learned to ride, my parents forbade it.

When I was in my 30s a friend who raised Welsh ponies gave me driving lessons. That was fun.
 
Kinda sad news, for me. I was really hoping to get another English Shepherd, since Fen chose Randy. Fen’s breeder rebred his sister and I was praying for a little sable female out of the litter. Unfortunately, she whelped last night and only had 2 pups, both male. She usually has a pretty long list of prospective puppy buyers so there’s not much chance of my getting a puppy this year. 😞
 
Maybe you should get an unrelated female, do you could raise your own puppies. There seems to be a high demand and low supply.
I bred horses for decades. Sheep, goats, cows, I enjoyed raising all of them, but I could never bring myself to deal with a litter of puppies 😂
 
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