Dolly

QH mare dumped at stable I board at. 6/7 years old 15.2+hh sweet temperment gas not been ridden since April will be going to kingsville auction next week if no local buyer is found. Would make a good trail horse or hunter/jumper lesson prospect moves pretty good. Nice open shoulder for a short girl. Really sweet temperment. Loves hugs :-)
Contact info www.paintedjstables.com


















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It is peace

When my sister first moved in with me she told me her cat likes my house because it is so peaceful. Andyou know what? She is right. It is. Today I was able to finnagle a day off to kick this flu bug in the booty (thank you girls for filling in for me all day). I very rarely, if ever, get to relax at home. Especially during the day. As I lay on my sofa with stuffy nose and clogged head I realized that my whole neighborhood seemed wreathed in peace. A quiet calm that blankets the streets I take during the day. Very few cars pass and those that do are quiet - no race car wannabees ruling the road. No loud music blaring. No over amped bass. No families arguing in the lawn. No punks on the street corners. A lawnmower in the distance adds to the cicadas song. Chirping birds, squeaking squirrels. And an overwhelming feeling of stillness. A feeling that time is not moving in it's normal rat race pace, that eveyone is taking a deep breath of relaxation. I love my little house on its big corner lot in its entirely peaceful neighborhood.




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It is sunshine

On your darkest day in your gloomiest hour a sparkle of sunshine is bound to show when you least expect it. Remeber to look.

It is my attitude

I feel that I am a total queen b* I feel that I am mean and rude and short tempered and I never thought that way about myself. I thought I was nice I thought people liked me that I was easy enough to get along with but now I must not be. My family keeps telling me that I am wrong that I am not an evil dictator that I am a nice person. But I keep doubting them thinking that abused people never notice they are abused until it becomes too much for them to handle so maybe they are so used to my bad attitude that they just don't see it.


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it is or is it

On Facebook today one of my sidebar ads was for Free Love Spells. The ad read as follows, "Many hearts are broken, and many hearts suffer every day. Yours does not have to be one of them. Click here for Free Love Spells." Would you want to be with a person that was only with you because he/she has been enchanted to do so? Would you be so needy and so desperate that you were so afraid to be alone you would cast a love spell on someone?

It is happiness

On this glorious morning I rode my scooter to the stable to see my horses. The perfect weather prompted a song in my head and as I hummed along I started bobbing head to the tune only I could hear. As the passersby gave me odd looks, half smirking half smiling, I began to giggle, and then the giggle turned into a laugh and then before I knew it I was cracking myself up at my own silliness and supreme happiness bubbled into my soul.
Make sure you laugh today.

two little dogs in need of homes!

I found these two running around Lee's Summit, MO area and had to help them out. If you know someone who is looking for a pet please pass this on and send a Direct Message to me via twitter.com/rwills83

"Rosie" Fun and funny little Yorkie (maybe a Silky Terrier) female (have not checked for spay scar yet). Loves to play fetch and loves attention.

"Milo" Young Long Haired Dachshund (not fixed) pretty quiet, very lovable huge sweetheart.

it is considerate communication

Last night while I was traipsing through an empty pasture fearing that my horse had escaped through the open gate, I was hyperventilating and asking for God's mercy on the souls who allowed this to happen because I was not going to show them any. When I got back into the barn the barn hand told me they had moved the horses into a different pasture due to an event to be hosted there in the morning. We had seen the barn hand on our way to the pasture, he asked how our night was going and we said it was good just coming out to feed the horse. Now why did he not make sure we knew they had been moved before we went out? This is just a small incident that should remind us all that it is best to use our words and express them to others.

it is a matter of service and quality

This week has been full of customer service experiences. Sunday started it off with a bang when one customer called me “some sort of stupid” and ten minutes later, I was yelled at for not knowing whether the shoes that were left at home would fit the child in her arms; guess they thought I had special powers. Being on the receiving end of open hostility was terrible, I found it hard to let those customers’ anger leave with them and not carry it on with me to my next charge. For those of you who know me know I have exceptional customer service skills and so when both of these incidents happened I remained stout, smiling, bidding them adieu with sincere blessings. Yet I cannot help but wonder what they thought I owed them.

Yesterday I had a run in with good old corporate Wal-Mart and their lack of customer service skills. A very simple matter turned into a very complicated issue resulting in a total of two trips, two hours and five register transactions for one order. Not once did anyone say I am sorry for your inconvenience, let me see how we can work around this issue, or any sort of expression of a desire to aid me, the paying consumer. I think it is appalling how Americans don’t care about one another, corporations look at the bottom line versus the customer. People are grouped into “customer classifications” that are then “targeted” so that they spend as much money as possible to feed the pockets of the rich. We do not care about quality; we go for cheap, hence putting out of business the small hand crafted furniture guy. And why would we buy his merchandise when we can buy spray painted particle board for half the cost? And if we do not require quality in our product why would we assume to have quality in our care?