A little of this and a little of that

FF and I picked up a cat from the rescue shelter on the weekend. Correction, I picked out a cat, and he worked.

A cat is a necessity for our barn, since we store a lot of hay, grain and expensive tack inside; and these 2 won't stop playing long enough to scare them away. As much as I love all of Mother Nature's creatures, I don't like them chewing on my saddles or eating Bart's oats.

I was trying to surprise FF and told him I was going home for a nap after the gym. It must've been a quiet shift because as I was telling him lies, he was tracking me and my blackberry on Google maps. Damn you for installing that on my phone..... So needless to say he wasn't surprised as he knew where I had been all afternoon, and I learnt never to lie to him about where I'm going. Kindof stalker-ish, isn't it?

Meet Jasmine. Or Jazzy girl, as I now call her. Everyone on our farm has 2 names - Tessa Bear, Lana Banana, Bart the Fart, Apple Cat (who Jazzy girl "replaced") Delores..........

She is getting along fine with Tessa, but she's not so sure about Lana.
They'll grow to love each other

Or she'll scratch her eyes out - either / or.

Since life is never boring on the ranch, Delores decided that she wanted to be one with her people. She somehow got through the fence of her pasture, and in with the other cattle. Mission Impossible: bring Delores home.

Excuse me Mr. Marlin Bull. We're here to take one of your people. Sorry to bother you while you're scratching that big ol' head of yours...

Ummmm, ya. She'll just be over there. On the other side of that fence. The 4 strands of tiny metal wire that's keeping you from me.

As FF lead her to the pasture, I added commentary to the show...

Here we welcome Mr. J and his trusty sidekick Delores. They are looking beautiful tonight in this years top fashion

Worn out fire department sweats and a ripped sweatshirt compliment the green lunge line that Delores is sporting

And if you're the leader of the pack, or a fashion follower

These items allow free movement and versatility. Act quick, these numbers won't be on the shelves for long....

I had to share as those animals are our "kids". Plus I don't think it would be appropriate to post pictures of us dragging children across the driveway tied up with horse tack.

Now to something somewhat sorta fire related. After all, this blog is supposed to be about my attempts of becoming a full time career firefighter...

We had a bonfire on the weekend with a few neighbours. Wanting to be just like me, (or maybe they just thought it would be funny?) they donned my gear to roast marshmellows.

Who doesn't love girls in gear?

I think she's spanking him with the roasting stick here. And that's not even her husband.

In showing pictures of my Texas trip, neighbour D asked:

"what's that you're wearing?"

"that's my turnout gear"
"no, that on your face?"

"That's my mask"

"why?"
"cause when you go into a burning building, you need clean air to breath..."

"they don't wear those in the movies, only the helmets......"

Completely confused, I had to explain that life ain't like the movies....

Happy Tuesday ya'll. Thanks for listening to me rant. I hope this provides some entertainment from all the other stuff you could be doing.