Foto Fur-iday – Triple H Camping

We had our second horse/human/hound (Triple H) camping trip of the season last Sunday-Monday. We’ll let the pictures tell the story.


Aaaahhhh … feels good to be back in the mountains.


Why lie on a man-made bed when you’ve got mountain turf?


Campfire time on Sunday night.


Logan likes the ground, I prefer to be more civilized.


The horses were almost right in camp with us for the evening. For you horse people out there, don’t worry, they weren’t left unattended with that hay net.


A chilly Monday morning in the trailer.


Forest fire smoke kept the sun from heating things up.


What happens when horses are fed leftover oatmeal from the pot.


This is Storm. Watch for his upcoming guest blog post.


Ice cream on the way home at Bragg Creek.



Me trying to get my share. It’s not easy with Chico around.


Until next week …



My Top 10 List – Home

There’s something about being away from a place that makes you notice all the things you love about it when you first return. At least that’s what happens to me every time we come home from our winter travels in the desert. It’s like I arrive in this wondrous place that’s been awaiting my return, placed on hold just for me.


As T says, “Home is where the horse is.”

In my last post, Home on the Range, I mentioned it might be time for another top ten list. What are my ten favourite things about home?

  1. Freedom! We rolled into the farmyard, Nollind opened the truck door, and we were off and running. Running! And when T or Nollind is out doing chores around the place, riding a horse, or just sitting on the deck, I’m out there at liberty, roaming around the property. As long as I don’t head across the road or disappear from sight for too long, I’m free to do as I please.


    A run in the hay field.

  2. Gophers to chase. I love to chase gophers (ground squirrels) and there are plenty of them out here on the prairie. It is possibly my favourite activity, and as I’ve grown older and wiser, I catch them more often. A couple of summers ago I realized that if I was patient and stealthy, rather than charging after them from a distance, my hunting was much more successful.


    I know I posted a similar photo to this last time, but … 🙂

  3. Beds in every room. Not sure which is my favourite, but here at home I have at least one bed in every room in the house (except the kitchen and bathroom), as well as some human surfaces that make great napping locations (like T and Nollind’s bed).


    Hanging with T while she catches up on the company books.

  4. Food. I get food everywhere we go but it still makes my Top Ten.


    Cleaning the wrapper from some blue cheese. Yum.

  5. Canal walks. We walk a lot in the desert, and it’s great, but it is such a treat to have a place to cool off and get a drink as we wander along. We don’t always walk near the canal when we’re home, but it’s our go-to route in warm weather.


    Canal time.

  6. Horses and the treats they leave behind. T noticed me on the Misty Creek Dog Rescue website six years ago because I reminded her of Nevada, so I am forever grateful to the big spotted guy. I like the rest of the horses too and, although it may sound disgusting to you, horse manure makes a great fibre-filled dog snack. It’s full of enzymes and partially digested proteins. Hoof trimmings also make tasty treats, although foraging for snacks while the trimming is still underway can be risky.


    Me and “Spot” (aka Nevada).

  7. Movie/TV Nights. Here at home, there is one couch for all three of us to share on movie nights. Sigh …04-Chico-range-movienight-1
  8. Visitors. We get regular visitors out here on the farm: friends from the city, neighbours, family, boarders. Judy, who boards her horse Gidget with us, comes to visit every two or three days and always has a treat for me in her bag or her car. I love Judy. Michelle, another horse boarder, brought her puppy Zulu out a couple of weeks ago. I’m not entirely comfortable with cuter-than-me dogs around to hoard the attention, and people seem to think puppies are adorable, but he was okay for a puppy … and he’ll grow out of it. Then there’s friend Darren who comes to work on his boat and brings Roxie along for some gopher-chasing time. If I could just convince Roxie that she can’t dig them out of the ground maybe she’d get more off-leash time.


    Playtime with Zulu.

  9. Grass. I love to roll in the grass, do it multiple times a day when I can. It’s the canine version of a morning shower.04-Chico-top10-rolling2-1
  10. Trips to town. At this time of year, with the days still cool, I often get to go along on excursions into town. When Logan went to the vet last week, T and I went to the coffee shop, and then for a leisurely stroll around the lake in Strathmore’s downtown Kinsmen Park.


    Sniffing around Kinsmen Park.

And then there’s just that indescribable feeling of being … home. 

Trail Ride Tuesdays

Right. Like that’s ever going to happen. This is the second year Teresa and Nollind have committed early in the season to going trail riding every Tuesday. So far they’ve been out twice. Okay, it was pretty rainy through July and August, and there were a few trips of other kinds—a birthday trip and a regatta trip and a wedding trip—so it makes sense. But I still find it amusing.


Horseback photo bomb, Trail Ride Tuesday #2

In the second week of September we did manage to get out for the overnight horse trip they try for every year. It didn’t happen last year. Humans are such strange creatures. If I want to eat, I eat. If I’m tired, I nap. If I’m feeling playful, I play. They let lists and clocks run their lives more often than not. If only they’d follow our example and live in each moment, each day. But anyway…


Don’t they look happy when out doing the things they love?

On Friday, September 9, we were off to Kananaskis with the horses. I’m not even hopeful anymore that I’ll be going along on the rides—and, truth be told, I’m not sure I want to go. Those days are long gone.  A few years ago, I thought I was going to lose my mind when I was left behind in the trailer, but now I just sleep in my cave, and wait for the horses and riders to return so that we can get out for a sniff and a walk at a speed and distance that suits my greater years.


My cave under the table in the living quarters.

The overnight horse trips are particularly good for us dogs. There’s usually a walk in the morning before they leave, another when they get back, and often a third and longer one in the evening. It’s a lot like our time on the road in Sid when the peeps go off on errands or activities, taking us out for walks at each end of the day. Given the amount of time I find myself sleeping these days, it works out perfectly.


Hanging out in camp (I like to keep watch)

This horse trip was a short one, much shorter than originally planned. Herein lies the problem I mentioned earlier, the human tendency to let to-do lists and schedules rule. The trip was supposed to be a week, then five days, and then three. When rainy weather interfered, it turned into just two days and two nights.


The Death Valley Loop – a favourite from my days on the trail

But I have to give them credit for making the best of things. In the space of 48 hours, they got in two rides, one of them a long one around the Death Valley Loop, two afternoon foursies, two evenings by the fire, and we walked every road in the Sandy McNabb campground. And even when the forecast called for heavy rains and cold weather to move in on Saturday evening, we stayed, and the rain held off until the overnight hours. The horses were in covered stabling, we had power for the ceramic heater, so everyone was warm and dry all through the rainy night until we hit the road early Sunday morning.


Storm in his campground accommodation.

They talked on the drive home about getting in one more overnight before the season is done. I just chuckled from my place in the back seat. They’re so cute. Today I heard them talking about unpacking the living quarters but getting in at least one more day trip. I’m cheering for them … but we’ll see how it goes. I’ll keep you posted.


In camp just enjoying the moment.