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Well, I’ve been working on a forest keeper for awhile now (off & on; I wouldn’t let myself work on it until after I was done with other pieces, like the swap piece). It’s still not done, but I’m really enjoying it.
OK… I don’t know why the pictures are all different sizes… they’re supposed to all be sized for a webpage.
dragonmedley wrote:I like the wood-like quality of the side scale. Very realistic.
I agree! Def looks carved! Cool!
Do you remember the one about telling the difference between a cat and a skunk? Something like:
If you ever have trouble telling the difference between a cat and a skunk, try remembering this saying: “black and white, stinks alright; tabby colored likes a fella.”We used to quote that little phrase and laugh and people would look at us like, “what is your problem?” 😆
“And then there were three….” 🙂
Looks like mine will be from Ski or GB. 😉Everyone’s swap pieces are so great! This continues to be such a great swap!
I third Em’s & BDW’s desire to see the necklace! GB or twin? Got pics?
OK, Ruffian, we wanna see… 🙂
emerald212 wrote:Click on Gallery. It’s there. It hasn’t changed.
Here:
Holy smokes, Nam! I’ve been sulking a bit, but just saw this and she’s absolutely the most gorgeous thing I’ve seen in some time. You did an awesome job on her, in the true sense of the word.
Thank you all so much. Yesterday when they came to haul him away was too hard, and my daughter asked why they were taking our horse, so I loaded up the kids & dogs and ran away for the rest of the day, so to speak. Right now I hate that he’s not in the field or calling to me if he feels like I should be out there. I’m still hurting & depressed, but of course you are all correct and the good memories are there too. He used to follow me in and out of his corral when I mucked out his stall, and if my back was to him too long he would bump me with his nose. Shandi, your story made me decide to pull up this picture of the day my husband let him out into the backyard (out of his pasture) and I was on the phone and looked out my window to see him staring in at me like, “So this is where you go.” I pulled out my camera and I’m sooooo glad I did.
Finally, here I am introducing my niece to him over Christmas… he was such a wonderful guy and I don’t regret getting him or a single cent spent.
I’m so haunted by the image of him being put down and right before when he was hurting and following me so I could either fix him or say goodbye. I know the hard decision was the right one, but I also know that you guys understand that I can’t help but beat myself up over the “what if I had done *this* different” scenarios.
So, you guys are awesome, every one of you. I so appreciate the support, and I know my friends off the forum would give me the love & support I need too, but I haven’t the guts or strength to try talking about him yet.
I am heartbroken. My horse, T, died today, and it hurts so much. I can’t talk about it, so I emailed my family to tell them (a horrible one liner) and even so my sister and then my mom called and all I could say is “I don’t want to talk about it” and even that much put a hard rock lump in my throat and it was all I could do to keep from sobbing again. (Even now I’m crying, but I do want to talk about it, I just physically can’t yet.) It’s not like I didn’t know this could happen; last time the vet came out when he was hurting he said he had a stone and that he could die that day or he could go anytime … I heard banging early this morning (5 a.m.) and went out to check on him and he seemed fine, looked at me like, “What, mom?” and then this morning I slept in and when I went out at 8:30 (an hour later than usual) he was solid sweat and shaking and wouldn’t eat but kept following me around. So I called our vet, but he couldn’t come and by the time I got a vet out there he was so obviously in bad shape. The vet said he was too old to survive surgery (25 years old) and there was no option but to put him down. He also said that I could get a second opinion, but that T-bear was in so much pain that it wouldn’t be fair to him to make him suffer that long. 😥 😥 😥 I stayed with him the whole time holding his head and shading his eye from the sun, but even now I want to erase time and MAKE him be alive again. He had gained all his weight back and looked so good. He was an easy ride and sooooo good with the kiddos. He was the absolute sweetest horse and he knew I was his source of love and treats and pets and he would always come to me. He had a really good 6 months with us, but I feel we were both cheated and it should’ve been much longer. Even the neighbor was choked up and said he would miss him. Now I have to deal with helping my daughter understand, and eventually I’m going to have to have breakfast & coffee.
I am glad I read eaglefeather’s thread first (I suspected she’d had her baby) and I respect the continuing cycle of life, but I want my horse back 😥There is no bumble berry; it’s a combination of lots of fruit in one pie. We do bumble berry cobbler when we don’t have enough cherries to make a pure cherry one 🙂
😆 Thanks for the tip! I don’t know that I would’ve been brave enough to try that (not a fan of peanut butter) but I will certainly remember this!
I’m glad for you and your sister. Hopefully Travis will get out too. I haven’t been on much and didn’t know this was going on, so *belated worry hugs* and *happy hugs* from me to you!
I love the smell of babies! (Of course, your own baby has that perfect wonderful smell that no other does 🙂 ) and I love the smell of the outdoors, esp when you can smell it in your hair or on an animal’s fur, and horses, and coffee or fresh bread (mmmmmm).
Sigh…. good thread (except for the bad smells part 😆 )
