I'm a Little Hoarse

Begin countdown:
TEN . . .
Trailer attached -- Check!
NINE . . .
Tire air levels -- Check!
EIGHT . . .
Trailer lights -- Check!
SEVEN . . .
Break lights -- Check!
SIX . . .
Big dawg navigator in back of pick up truck -- Check!

FIVE . . .
Signal turning lights functioning -- CHECK
FOUR . . .
Thelma & Weezy behaving nicely on ranch ground control-- Check!

THREE . . .
Commencing engine startup -- Check!
TWO . . .
Air conditioning turned on full blast . . .
ONE . . .
Truck & trailer inching forward out of ranch launching pad . . .
BLASTOFF . . .

Mama, papa and Dukie begin their brave and historic adventure to go to ranch unknown and pickup a horse unknown, who is desperately in need of a rescue, in order to survive.

Blastoff for a horse rescue -- horse in bad shape -- Mama, Papa, and Dukie are on their way to save a horse . . .


Horse retrieved; in bad shape; but survived her trip to her new re-hab station on our ranch. Truck and trailer circle the home arena and ease to a "Whoa!"


Mission accomplished! We now have a new little string bean by the name of Willow. Willow is a gaited horse and in need of nourishment, care for her boo-boos, and TLC.

Engines shut down--Check!
New horse in round pen--Check!
Dukie hungry--Check!
This is Dukie over & out. (I'll keep you posted.)