Rider in the sky

The Herd Boss, the DOR's sire, passed away on Sunday. 

This first picture is of one of his many pack trips.

Here he is on a hunting trip.  He was a scientist, an adventurer, and a wonderful father.  He is the reason that the DOR loves being a faux wrangler.

Here is his famous smile.
Happy trails Herd Boss.  Thank you for being such a wonderful father to the DOR.  I know that you will be traveling the trails with her now.
Enjoy your day and don't forget to hug your DOR!

Snotrocks!!!

The DOR went up to the mountain again.  She went without me again.  To make it even worse she took my bridle and used it on Lucky.  I am so not happy about that!  She also took my saddle pad.  She claims it was so she would feel like I was with her-whatever, talk to the hoof!

I think she should just take me with her if she want to feel like I am there with her.

I think I will take up carrying her hat around with me.  That way I can feel like I pinched her head off for leaving me behind.

By the way Lucky, I look much better in that bridle than you do and I will always be her favorite.

The DOR was also promoted to a full wrangler, although she likes the title faux wrangler better.

Enjoy your day and don't forget to hug your DOR!

Epic fail!

So the DOR was wrangling a ride on Sunday morning.  She was wearing her favorite pair of jeans, they are several years old and very soft.  When they arrived to the spot where breakfast was being served she made an embarrassing discovery...her pants ripped along the back pocket.  EPIC FAIL, as Mushboy would say. It is a good thing that she always carries a fancy bandanna in her hip pocket.  She was able to use it to cleverly hide the rip. 
I am glad I was not there, I would have been in so much trouble.  I would have been laughing my hooves off for the rest of the day.  In fact I still giggle just thinking about it.
The DOR will no longer be buying jeans that have spandex in them.  While they are nice and comfy to ride in, the spandex eventually fails and that results in a rip-usually in an embarrassing spot at an embarrassing time.
Enjoy your day and don't forget to hug your DOR!

DOR the Wrangler



The DOR went up to our favorite mountain and played Faux Wrangler for four days.  She rode this big guy.  His name is Lucky and he is part of a team that pulls some of the wagons.  He was ridden for a bit ten years ago.  He is such a sweet, smart, and kind guy that he has now been restarted under saddle to be a guest horse. 
Lucky was subjected to the DOR's antics.  She and lucky were the big caboose on the rides.  While there she flapped like a chicken, swung her legs around, waved all kinds of stuff, leaned like a trunk, and made silly noises...all with the intent of disconcerting poor Lucky.  At first he was upset, then he just decided that she was nuts.
The DOR is going to ride him every time she is up at the mountain, unless I go with her, so that he will be a wonderful guest horse soon.
Wait until I tell you about her epic fail!
Enjoy your day and don't forget to hug your DOR! 

Let us never forget.

Enjoy your day and don't forget to hug your DOR!