I miss my kids! The more I see them, the more I miss them. I really liked having them underfoot when they were little and still do.
It did my heart good to see our little barrel racer head out to give her horses treats (that her dad bought her for Christmas). How many kids ask for treats for their horse for their own Christmas present? Maybe more than I think.
The horses had a good Christmas here. My cowboy was taking a big round bale out to give them an extra flake of hay on Christmas eve when the bale handler broke and he had to leave the whole brand new round bale out the field. So they really did get an extra big extra flake for Christmas. They all look as stuffed as I felt today.
It’s our tradition to feed them that hay all because of a poem I read when I was a kid that went something like this.
People in the city
eat turkey with all the trim
They bow there heads in reverence and give their thanks to Him.
But we here on the prairie
are mighty grateful too
Even though our bill’o fare
Is beans and moose meat stew.
And the presents that we’ll give
on this merry Christmas day
will be to each and every horse
an extra flake of hay.
Sorry to whoever wrote it all those years ago. I know I don’t remember it exact or who wrote it but maybe it will help to know it made a lot
of horses happy over the years.