Four legged friends

My dear friend and riding buddy, Mary, and I are some of the subjects of an article that will appear in Sacramento Magazine in February (the issue hits the stands on January 20th). 


This week we had the photo shoot. Of course, Mary and I wanted to make certain that the animals were the main focus of the pictures. 


Mary convinced the photographer that the venue for the photos should be The Knicker Knob Stable in Loomis, where Mary and I ride every Monday. As you can see, it makes a very nice backdrop. 


Despite the fact that my pant leg is riding up ("Oh no!"), I think this picture is adorable. Boris, our 4-year old Samoyed rescue pup, has his big smile on. This is so sweet. Breezy is a 28-year old lesson horse at the stable. I won my very first horse show blue ribbon on Breezy. She has a special place in my heart.


DH came along as our animal handler. I'm so glad he was there because this was the first time Boris had been around horses. He (Boris, not DH) was very excited about the entire event. He was yipping and barking, letting everyone know he was there and ready for "Lights, camera, action!" He is such a good dog and is incapable of taking a bad picture (unlike me :-(


Breezy is Ms. Mellow. Having a new dog around, being photographed, being hauled on a lead didn't phase her one bit. She just went with the flow of things. Kelly, the stable manager and our riding instructor, gave Breezy a bath minutes before the pictures were taken. Breezy was soft as a bunny, as Mary said, and she was right. Don't think I've ever felt a horse's coat that soft. 


Figuring out what to wear was a big decision. I settled on the fleece horse theme jacket I recently made. It was the first piece of clothing I have made since high school Home Ec class. What an ordeal! That said, it turned out cute and I think it looks good in the picture.


Took a riding lesson yesterday afternoon in the beautiful fall weather. It was the perfect way to start the Thanksgiving weekend. DH is home for four days ("Yay!), so he'll be able to get lots of rest and relaxation. I'm in charge of making Thanksgiving dinner. This is one scary thought! We might end up at the local casino if things go south in the kitchen for me. I'm committed to proving to DH that I can cook despite my many catastrophes in the kitchen.


Onward into the cooking fray, with fear, trepidation and a good sense of humor.