Pony Jewelry

Mom helped me make a beautiful pasta necklace for Prince today at baby school. It fit him just right!

Poe-eee! Poe-eee! Poe-eee!

This morning I looked out the window and saw that Mom was in the yard with a mini horse for me! I started yelling "Poe-eee! Poe-eee!" so that Dad would come see it too. I ran over to the front door and found Prince standing on the porch. My very own pony!!

Prince is an 11-year-old miniature horse gelding. His fancy registered name is "Whispering Firs Prince Valient". He's registered as a "B" mini because he's 36" tall (the "A" ones are shorter). Mom says that he pulls a cart, and she can't wait to buy one for him so we can drive around the neighborhood. I walked Prince around the yard a little with Dad's help - I'm so little that Prince couldn't feel me pulling on the rope!

After that, I took him for a test ride and kept saying "mow-wah, mow-wah" (more! more!) when we'd stop since I wanted to keep riding longer. Mom let me ride without my helmet today since Dad was hanging onto me, but she said from now on I'll have to wear my helmet when I'm on my pony.

Prince settled in quickly...he even let Campbell (the cat) rub on his legs while he munched hay!! Dozer and Bandit were very curious and sniffed Prince's nose through the barn window. Prince is going to live in the petting corral part of the barn for now until Bandit goes to his new home.

Prince is the nicest pony that I've ever met - I'm so glad that we get to keep him!!

Campbell the Cat

On Wednesday, Grammie came to visit and we went to the Everett Animal Shelter to pick out a friend for Eddie. Adult cats are free there every Wednesday and they come neutered, microchipped, blood-tested, de-wormed, flea treated, vaccinated...a pretty good deal! We played with a couple and picked out a really nice grey tabby boy. He was already neutered, so we got to take him home right away! He sat in his carrier on the floor next to my carseat and I dropped pacifiers on his head the whole way home. The people at the shelter were calling him "Willy", but after hearing his story, we changed his name to "Campbell" (plus, we already have a sheep named "Willy"!). Campbell was brought to the shelter by the Everett Police Department...apparently he had a soup can stuck on his head when he arrived, so they had to put him to sleep to remove it. The shelter people said that he was starving and got his head stuck trying to eat. Campbell is pretty skinny now, but he has a big frame...we think he'll be a huge kitty once he puts some weight back on! He's very loving and likes to rub on me...I wonder where he learned to like people so much?

Old MacDonald had a sheep...

I was a sheep for Halloween this year. I got to wear my costume a bunch of times and really liked it. My favorite part was the hat...I wouldn't leave the house without it! I practiced trick-or-treating twice at baby school, once at the zoo, and once at Dad's work, so by Halloween, I really had the hang of it! I can only say "treat peas" (treat please) though..."trick-or-treat" is still too much of a mouthful for me. My favorite treat is chocolate...I ask for it everytime Mom opens the pantry where my candy is stashed! Dad dressed up as Old MacDonald when I went to his work...we had fun walking around the office together and playing with the other kids.