Saturday 8/28/10

Spent the day today driving down to Longmont, Colorado and attending Yesteryear's Tractors Show.  This happens every year at the Dougherty Museum, just south of Longmont.  Loads of tractors to look at today.  I took my camera, which is progress for me, as it is not something I think of when I should, however my rechargeable batteries were all dead, so I only got 4 pictures.  The one here is a John Deere Model 70 with a 6 row beet cultivator attached.  I was accompanied by 2 good friends and we all had a nice relaxing day and made it back home in time to feed Sampson and Onika, my 4 footed roommates.  Note to self - next time take new regular batteries for the camera, 

There was a demonstration by dance group and lots of activities besides all the tractors and farm equipment on display.  Quite a few of the one cylinder engines were on display and running.  I know I saw a couple of "E"'s and some engines of that other color.  One fellow had quite a collection of ice cream makers while another had an impressive tool display.  There were brats, burgers and hot dogs to eat.  The thermometer in my car said it was 92 degrees outside as we left about 2 pm.  We went to the Cracker Barrel and had a nice lunch and then drove home.  The Dougherty Museum can be seen on the Boulder City Parks and Rec website, but the best way to find it is to Google Dougherty.  I think next summer I will buy a pass so I can visit several times over the summer.  We didn't see any of the antique cars inside today, just the tractor show vehicles.  There was a 1954 Ford pickup and a 1947 International KB-5.  The International was most interesting to me as I have a KB-8.  I remember driving to somewhere in the middle of Wyoming in that truck with my Dad.  We met Ralph Kent, a friend of Dad's that had a ranch in Montana at the time and we had a tractor on the flat bed.   It was a very hot day and I remember sitting in the middle of the cab of the truck just behind the shifter.  I don't think Mom was along, I probably rode where I did just to be close to Dad, have I mentioned I was a Daddy's girl?  Anyway when we got lunch at a local restaurant, I wanted my favorite meal at that time - Chicken Fried Steak.  Ralph Kent didn't think I could eat all of that and he bet Dad lunch that I wouldn't.  After Ralph paid for lunch we moved the tractor onto his truck and we all went home. 

The proper care and feeding of a ball.

In order to maintain and preserve your ball, you must take proper care of it.  You shouldn't leave it outside, or let you big brother take it outside.  It must be thrown on a regular basis.  Some balls are inside balls and some are for outside only, your human will determine this for you.  It doesn't hurt to remind them from time to time of this determination by taking the ball to them and observe what happens.  If they don't throw the ball after repeated urgings (barking) from you, it is for use in the other place.  If you are inside and it doesn't get thrown, it's an outside ball.  The ball in the picture is one of my favorites.  It is made of rubber and is fairly soft and it gets thrown in the house.  It looks kind of shabby as my brother left it outside.  I try to get my human to throw it while she takes things out of this box.  By doing this I make her chores more pleasant.  I also help with the dishes and floor care.  I have enlisted my brother's help with the floor machine, but so far we have not been able to disable it.  We are sure it is evil.  But I wander off subject.  The most important part of keeping a ball in good shape is to fetch often.  Thank you and good night!  

Princess Onika

Hello Out There

I am new to this, but here goes.  You may have noticed I call myself a cowgirl, yes, I do know how to ride a horse although I don't anymore.  I don't own a horse, I have some nice neigh-bors that I love to go visit.  I think being a cowgirl is a state of mind.  Among my definitions is a love for the countryside and the majesty that is "God's Country" or Wyoming.  I have lived in other places too, but I am one of those people that have fallen under the spell of this country and it's wide open spaces.  Wyoming sort of worms it's way into your heart and takes up permanent residence.  If not, it's just a miserable place for you to be.  I can't expand on that idea as I don't feel that way.

You may find me complaining from time to time in the Winter - that's known in these parts as Cabin Fever and we all get it, especially during the Winter we just had with 90 inches of snow from October to March.  Fortunately, we didn't get it all at once.  There is more moisture in Wyoming than we have had for several years, perhaps decades and none of us know how to act.  

Currently we are having "The World's Largest Outdoor Rodeo" in Cheyenne, a great party for all who attend.  The opening concert was Kiss and several of the local young people were awed!  Last night was Clay Walker.  The Air Force Thunderbirds put on an airshow yesterday.  Out in the surrounding country large, expensive behemoths are harvesting wheat.  My heart skips a beat when I see these large machines at work (especially if they are green).