Mainly because everything came together.
Rhonda is a very small red mule. She is not my mule, but belongs to Christine, who helps run things up at the mountain ranch. Late yesterday evening, the Redhead and I heard Christine’s voice come over the radio, the mule was down. She was talking to her husband Mike, asking that he come to the barn to help her. So when we didn’t hear anything for awhile, I called back on the radio to find out how Rhonda was doing. Christine was crying. Rhonda had colic. She had gotten into a patch of fresh alfalfa and eaten too much. So the Redhead starting looking up 24 hour emergency vets in the area. I called Joanne, my housekeeper for about five years, who literally knows everything. We got Christine on the phone with the vet and JoAnne was driving back to the ranch with a shot to give Rhonda to help with the colic.
Today Rhonda is fine and up eating hay. I love a happy ending.
Some needlepoint projects take a lot longer to come together.
I have been working on this canvas for my granddaughter Dylan. At first everything was just coming together so fast, then the pink leaf with the beaded edge wasn’t right and I couldn’t grasp the big flower in the bottom middle.
I tried beading it…..nah, but I do really like the pompoms! Arghhhh, ok take out the beads and walk away. Sometimes they just need a little time to themselves…..
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cute cute cute story…..your so talented in so many ways!