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Just going about my business, doing chores one night.

When all of a sudden I was getting scolded by this mad little mama.

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The pile of old shavings behind her contains one little egg.

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Not the sharpest photo but she made sure she was between me and her nest.

That is, until she faked an injury which caused me to follow her.

Well played little mama, well played.

 

Until next time…Appy Trails Smile

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It’s 7:40 pm in Wisconsin and the sun was in a perfect spot. After a horrific arctic winter I’m so happy to see buds on our trees.

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There have been changes in my herd.

I get it…

It’s life.

But, I don’t have to like it.

March of 2013 we lost our beloved gelding Gus.

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April 2014, my dear little donkey, Tilly.

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Both were in their 30’s and I feel blessed that they lived so long.

But what do I do with myself now?

Caring for geriatric animals is part of my daily routine.

My husband even put a divider in my grain bin. One side for maintenance feed and one side for senior feed. He built me a side table to set the supplements on, too.

We’ve added gates and fencing to ensure peaceful eating times for the seniors and I’ve taken my round pen apart to make another stall in the main barn.

To me, making sure the old ones were warm, dry and had a full belly, made me feel content.

Tilly was “rescued” at the age of 21 with her 13th baby in her belly…

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…and her last baby.

Gus was my old faithful until arthritis turned him into a pasture buddy and babysitter.

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I miss them. I miss making sure they’re healthy and happy. I miss mixing their meds and supplements, checking their old worn out teeth to make sure they aren’t balling up hay or dropping grain.

I miss brushing them, kissing those gray faces and looking into those big brown eyes.

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Why and how is it that they both survived our cold, cold Wisconsin winters but, succumb to failing bodies in spring?

With my fond memories of parades, trail rides, kiddy rides and great escapes, I move on.

Move on to my new daily routine that, for now, consists of not having to close so many gates or mix mash or keep the divider in the grain bin.

With spring, comes changes in life.

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Thank you Gus and Tilly Tot, for the memories and the privilege of being part of the last half of your lives.

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Until next time…Appy Trails Smile

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Sorry…

I couldn’t help myself. Tee Hee

 

Until next time…Appy Trails Smile

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Oh, to be stuck inside.

 

Until Next Time…Appy Trails Smile

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Let’s just say these photos depict 3 that were in frame.

If you live on a farm you know that these numbers can change at any moment…

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Until next time…Appy Trails Smile

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I’m an advocate for pet adoption. Shelter or rescue? Take your pick.

As far as senior pets go? I hear people comment – Oh I couldn’t do a senior pet.

We’d only have a couple more years with him/her.

How fair is that?

For the senior?

Stop.

Just, stop it.

I’m feeling frustrated with how the senior pets get passed by. So I’m getting on my soap box. Are you listening?

 

When I am old and grey,

Eddie

my step might be slower,

Reggie

I may not hear as well,

Whinny

I many not see as well,

Katie

I may not feel as well.

But…

Layla

My love will be the same,

Shane

My devotion will be the same,

Tasha

My appreciation will be the same.

Miriam

My heart and soul are grateful,

Mazzy

for all that you have done and do…

When I am old and grey.

Sissy

 

By – Bridget of Linked Souls

www.linkedsouls.com

 

My heart goes out to all the senior animals.

The ones we love,

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And the one’s we’ve lost.

Buddy (RIP)

Did I only have a few years with you?

To do it again…

Max

I would not pause.

You’ll cross that bridge,

Milly (RIP)

I will feel you from above.

I don’t care what species,

Gus (RIP)

You are forever in my heart…

My heart,

Left in pieces.

– Lisa Tucker

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