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The best laid plans ...

7/22/2012

 
    So today was suppose to be an awsome day.  I was going to rope at Cavalcade and do great.  Then I was suppose to come home and post a great blog post that included two things I had planned.  Well,  That isn't how the day went at all.  
    First, I messed up my run at Cavalcade.  I was angry and mad and upset too.  Things just didn't go well.  Not only that but before I ran I went to the bathroom and left Mom along with Many other people to witness a horse break it's leg while stopping after a high speed run.  It was awful.  That horse gave it's all and for what?  This is one of the reasons Mom doesn't like to go to the rodeos with me and Dad.  I don't know if anyone notices but she only goes when it is a rodeo of importance.  Finals, Districts, State, Regionals, Cavalcade... You get the picture.  It seems to upset Mom more because being in her line of work she knows the out come before most just because she has to think on  her toes and sees injured animals more in her life.  Anyway, I ran my calf only three runs after that and pretty much all of us were over doing it on not pushing our horses after what had just happened and all of us pretty much blew our runs.  By this point in the day I was upset, hot, mad at myself and ready to throw in the towel on the day but I couldn't.  There was more that had happened before all this that I had to deal with when I got home.  
    You see, we had a big surprize that was coming today.  And if all went well I would have just come in the house and found it here and posted about it and it would have been so great.  Wellll, that didn't work that way either.  And it was partly my fault so by this point in the day I was feeling like I ruined everyones day all the way around.  At one point Mom got me to joking and she said not to worry I hadn't ruined the whole day there was a good 5 hours left yet to go ... That was before we walked in to the house when we got home. I guess I better back up and fill everyone in.  
    You see while I was at Cavalcade messing up my run Ms. Karen was picking up something very special ... Take a look at this....
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    I was suppose to tell you that I am please to introduce Elliot.  He is the new Shetland Ram.   Well, I am please to introduce him just not at all pleased with the whole story of him getting here.  First I was suppose to put up my Dog, Buddy, because he is a biter.  Well, I forgot and he decided he didn't want anyone in the house. Ram or no Ram.  Then he decided he didn't want the ram in the inside pen because it was too loud.  All in all a burrito lured Buddy into my room so Ms. Karen could put up the doggie gate and keep him under wraps.  To bad at this point Elliot didn't like the pen himself and tried ramming it a bit.  Ms. Karen swears all was calm when she left.... I have never had a reason not to trust Ms. Karen but somehow today I Just don't know ... (that is a joke ... I still trust her)  
    So to recap -  while I was messing up my run at Cavalcade,  Ms. Karen was having fits at the farm with the dog and the Ram, in part to my doings.  The worst is yet to come.... I know most of  you think Mom is pretty cool and easy going ...
    Okay, Well today Mom was at her best.  NOT ... When we got home she had to go to the bathroom so I unloaded my horse and she headed to the house.  Next thing I hear is A yell and Dad saying "Son Get to your Mom".  I get to the door to see Mom doing her Pee Pee dance while face to face with Elliot that is loose in the her house.... Okay I know ya'll are laughing and that is fine but trust me when I day She was not ... There was trash all over the front room, piles of Poop and pee in both the kitchen and the front room and one very upset Ram at a stand off with Mom doing her Pee pee dance while holding a can of pepsi with her teeth so she could block the door and he couldn't escape. 
    I managed to catch him as Mom blocked the front door and then she went to the restroom.  She just came out shaking her head and asked where is he??? We then tried to put him in the Shetland pen.  He is only 6 months old and shouldn't be ready to breed....  In sheep talk that doesn't mean he won't try ... Trust me on this.  After he ran poor Momma Shetland half to death we put him in the man pen.... Check him out,  he is huge for his age... or at least we think so...
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   Remember Chief is a whole year older then him and a Southdown Babydoll but still Shetlands are suppose to be a smaller breed of sheep.  
    With all that said and our plans laid so well, Mom had cooked up a small give away in anticipation of all the great that would be wrapped up into one day.  It is something that represents Oklahoma, Home to the world's largest Ameteur Rodeo with a sent of the west... Rawhide... Made right here in Oklahoma by the Keepsake Candle Company. 
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    So now instead of just leaving a comment to be in the drawing, you have to tell us of a time your best laid plan went a-rye ... In true Western tradition the Drawing will be held Tuesday at high Noon.   Lol
Diane
7/22/2012 04:11:44 pm

Ok. I'll have to give this some thought!

RJ
7/23/2012 12:27:00 am

I am starting to think no one wants to tell when their plans didn't work the way they were suppose to. It happens on the farm all the time ... Are we the only ones that mess things up even with good planning??

karen
7/23/2012 02:13:01 am

Rj, yes I have plans that don't go as planned and you shared some of tale with Elliott but will share another piece. My plan was to get a drink, how hard can that be? Did I mention this was yestereday and I had just picked up elliott:). I was on way home but had drank all my tea on the way to pick him up and it was kind of hot. Elliott was riding in back seat and had settled down so I pulled into sonic to order a tea. Unfotunately elliott woke up when I stopped the car. I was ordsering tea and elliott was ordering also. The more he talked the louder I talked and laughed. They finally had to come to car to take order and I got my tea and elliott got some attention. Important lesson. Do not go to sonic with a sheep in the back seat:)
Karen

Sarah
7/23/2012 09:45:08 am

I'm sharing my story just to add to the hilarity of your blog! I LOVED hearing this story and I could just hear you (& Ms. Karen, too) telling them! LOL You can give the candle to another reader - I have too many candles as it is!
I had planned to bring a refreshign drink to a friend of mine, as promised. Problem is, i also promised to do the same to another dear friend. I forgot the 2nd friends drink when I met up with them as planned! So, my dear friend #1 offered to give her drink to DF 2 since we'd be seeing each other soon. My only hope is that I remember DF#1's drink this time around!

Okay, not a horrible story and definietly not as funny, erm, bad as yours, but embarassing just the same!

Catherine
7/24/2012 01:07:06 pm

This would be titled "why I am not allowed to paint". The closets in my house had not had anything done to them since the house was built in the 70s. I bought new poles (the old ones were bent) and shelves. I decided that they should be painted while I was at it. Deep in the closet, where there wasn't a lot of room, I decided it would be easier to stand on a stool than to bring in a ladder. On my tippy-toes reaching overhead with the roller, I suddenly felt something wet on my front. I had tipped the roller pan onto my front and poured a quart of paint on myself. Drat! I got out of the closet, wrung the paint out of my clothes, set them to soak, added more paint to the tray... this time I was smart: I left the tray on the floor and bent down to refill the roller. Then the phone rang. I stepped off the stool right into the pan & coated my foot, the newspaper under the pan and the carpet in white paint! The worst part was that I had to hop to get rags to wipe up the mess. I bounced into walls and managed to get white paint splotches on several walls...Oddly, I can wallpaper really well. Just keep me away from the paint.


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