What a weekend!

Saturday was the second in the Playday Series. Wow! What a difference a couple of weeks made in the girl's riding! It might actually become competitive for the buckles. We had alot of fun with even some of the adults getting involved in the barrel racing - Crystal had the fastest time on Sadie - You go girl! My son had the fastest kid time - only thing was he ran on foot. LOL Good news was that the fastest offficial time was a full 20 seconds faster than last time. Way to go Ren! Outside leg to turn Cash! In the other events - the rain on the metal roof unnerved some of the horses during the trail class. They thought the gate was a horse-eater. The poles were something to be jumped not trotted over and the bridge was a portal to nowhere. Needless to say not a clean round to be seen. The western pleasure class was pretty uneventful, however it was done one horse at a time. Some of the newbies were having trouble controlling their horses. The poles went much better - the kids and horses are getting familar with the pattern. Cash did not try to jump them this time. I am hoping that with some good weather, the kids will get out and ride. The competitive juices are flowing. Maybe that will compel them to practice and be ready to compete! The rain postponed all additional riding for me this weekend. No real training all last week because of the rain and me under the weather. Yesterday a couple of the bulls decided to go roaming (someone left the back gate down - probably one of the fisherman going to our back pond) but came back when we called. What good boys. We finally caught the cow/calf pair that has been in the bull pasture for the last month. She was MAD! Daryl was threatening to take her straight to the sale barn. She had worn out the two cattle dogs, chased Daryl up the fence numerous times and broke one of the feeders. As much as I tried to reason with her (It's for you own good. You are going to better pasture. All your friends are there. ;) nothing worked. Finally, Pup acidentally led her up the alley or she chased him up the alley, either way, and she was caught. We wormed her and hauled her to the cow pasture. Called up the cows, fed and turned her out. She stepped off like nothing happened, walked over and began eating. Cows are soooo moody! Does anybody else have any crazy cow stories? Everybody that comes to visit is so scared and intimidated by the bulls. Not me - it is the cows that will get you!