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I was raised in California, where my family ranched along with my parents raising us 5 kids, sometimes a few extra with them involved in foster care. I remember as a little girl how I loved watching my Dad ride...especially the gritty horses. He has a special way with horses. I knew from a kid that I wanted to marry a Cowboy...so I did. Although I haven't been a Wyoming Wife for long, my husband and I live an exciting life together. Not only are we partners but were the best of friends. These are going to be stories which include my emotions (which as a female they seem to be on the fritz sometimes!), days gone bad, and days that ended absolutely perfect. All in all...this is just a journal of my crazy, beautiful life as a Wyoming Wife.

Friday, May 20, 2011

One time my brother roped a Turkey. We really are law abiding citizens. The turkey was relocated away from offices and made itself a new home down by the river. The last time I saw it, he was roosting on the roof of a truck. God bless that Turkey. The picture although is my pet turkey, the one that greets me every morning with fresh feces on my front porch. The one that gobbles at 4 a.m. and the one that talks back to me when I’m practicing my horrendous turkey call. He will gobble back to me even when I honk my horn. This turkey and I are buddies.

My baby sister wrote me a letter and put it in the mail…I see her everyday. Today I got the letter and blubbered like a kid in the driver seat of my truck. The letter was so sincere, something a sister understands. I think my favorite part was, “ I want to be just like you.” Oh and, “I’m looking forward to all the hundred more memories and fights so that when we’re old and in our wheel chairs, we can laugh about them together.” I love the word together. “I love you singing as loud as you can.” Just to let you know I can’t sing, but I can sing loud!

This is Joey and Marybeth, my parents take care of them. Marybeth loves Hannah Montana and Joey loves Sponge Bob, ask him to sing the song for you…he will! Today they competed in the State Special Olympics basketball games. They rock, they are funny and they are the biggest Glenrock Herder fans that have ever lived. Marybeth likes to wear her Mickey Mouse hat backwards when she is on the court.

Little Cody helped with the torch run, Joey was absolutely beat after. I think my Mom had to buy him a soda pop after. Little Cody is just perfect, but maybe I am just partial to him.


Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Take a Trip To The Kennels

Take a trip with Kody and I to the kennels!

This is my flower bed Kody and I made last Spring.  There are bulbs and seeds planted right now working their magic below the soil, the package said they should be here my mid-summer.
I cant wait.  Oh...and don't mind the kitchen spoons in there, that is sectioning off where I havent planted.  I will not use those spoons anymore...I promise!

This is our home...as you can tell we love America, and flowers.

This is where we keep the dog food, we buy dog food by the pallet.  Buying dog food in bulk saves money.  Kody did the math one day.  He is very logical and sits at the coffee table figuring out numbers and pounds amd sorts of things.  He's a cutie. 

This is "Old Man Deano" He has earned every gray hair on his face.  When I feed him he tells me stories about Mountain Lions and Coons.  I love him so much that with his old age he now gets a winter coat.

This is Copper, he looks tough but he is a lover. He jumps up and dances with me like Lady Bird on King of The Hill.  I make sure we don't do that when were hunting unless we get a lion.  Then we can dance.

This is handsome Roscoe.  Mr. Floppy Ears.  He was once a house dog, but fate brought him to Kody to be a real hound dog. 

This is Radar, were working on his manners.  We got him a few months ago...he sure is good looking!

This is blue eyed Emery.  He was a dog that was given to Kody.  Sometimes Emery is a grump, but he holds such a special place in my heart.  He is so proud of every lion he has ever caught, he stands like a statue for pictures and sometimes wants to be a lap dog.  (And Harley our blue feamle may be having his babies!)
This is Gypsy a dog we have had for just a few days.  She loads in the box just fine and I'm sure we will get along great!

Kody loves all the dogs but Harley is his pride and joy.  His "Dog Girlfirend".  She is cold nosed and adorable.  That describes her so well.  And she may be having puppies!
And this little cute dog is Waylon, my pride and joy. 

Thank you for checking out our kennels!
~Wyoming Wife

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

I still have my Toes

I’m not sure what my winter activity would be if we didn’t have hounds and hunt big game. Maybe my hobby would be watching Oprah and then Dr. Phil while sipping hot chocolate in my Snuggie. Don’t laugh…I really have a Snuggie, and I adore it. And after I warmed up I would polish my toes a pretty pink.
Yeah right…In my real life we are chasing Mountain Lions, protecting sheep and cattle, getting pick ups stuck, pulling pick ups out of snow drifts, riding our ponies through snow drifts and wading ourselves through snow drifts. Did I mention snow drifts? Here is a sneak peek of our winter.
We start waking up before the rooster crows…3:30 to be precise. In the winter time I eat lunch at 9:00 a.m. sharp. I have already been up for 6 hours. Around noon, or whenever I lose all feeling to my toes we stop and have a fire and I eat another sandwich, Turkey with Colby Jack cheese and Sour Cream and Onion lays crunched in between the bread. This sandwich is a delicacy, we only have these when we are lion hunting, and they are delicious.

 And after we have lunch and let our horses rest up for a day, we take the pick up. And usually get stuck in very hard crusted snow. I take pictures and ahh…shoot, I forgot my shovel, but Kody conveniently remembers it.
We find a lion track and put the dogs on it.
Sometimes we even catch a lion.

In  tree

In a rock crevice

In a hole

And even in a tree house….

Sometimes we take the Argo…the inventor of the Argo deserves a high-five.

Sometimes we don’t find a track, but the dogs find a bobcat.

And sometimes I just cant feel my fingers. Or my toes, or my lips, or my cheeks or my whole body. I love lion hunting, my pony "Lobo", Kody and of course Spring time.

Sometimes the dogs get sore feet, so Kody finds that soft spot in his heart and packs her out on the horse with him. I love this picture.

And I’m just satisfied that after a long winter of hunting, I still have a my toes. And also good friends, Mountain Lions, big canyons, turkey sandwiches, good horses and good hounds.
~Wyoming Wife