Today my "widdle" baby is all “growed” up....Cecil turned 10. Mr. Cecil is of course my American Quarter Horse, and such a charming fella too.

     His nickname in late summer is Cecil Cider, and if you were here then you would know why....he has a thing for apples. He loves to eat every apple in sight, which in turn makes him drunk, then he stumbles back to the barn to eat some baking soda and sobers up, just in time to eat more apples. What a weirdo. We usually try to avoid trimming hooves ‘round that time as he can hardly stand on four feet let alone three.

     One time he found the world’s largest apple. It was the middle of the night, near the fence line, and he took a few bites of this magnificent, huge orange apple. However it must have changed in the night, because he most surprised to find that the next morning it had changed into a pumpkin…which he does not like. A few sniffs and a lick later, and his distaste was clear even if his memory was rather foggy. Yep that’s my little boy.

     I wish I could get in contact with the breeder and get some of his colt photos from 10 years ago. That would be wonderful. I really wish I would have had him from the start. I can only imagine the trouble he must have given his mama mare, considering his character since he came to adopt me.

     For his birthday I gave him an apple and so did Dad. We both got apple juice kisses and the lippy thing...but that's a tale for another day.

Happy new Year.

Hope it brings you good health, happiness, and laughter.

We had a wonderful dinner of Sauerkraut and Pork and Mashed Potatoes with my grandparents. Then we watched a movie together, a western. It's a nice way to start off the year.