THE SKOOG FARM JOURNAL: COOPER IS SIX YEARS OLD TODAY!

Thursday, September 8, 2011

COOPER IS SIX YEARS OLD TODAY!

Happy Birthday....

We love you Coop!

Nanna and Grampa

9 comments:

dr momi said...: Love that last pic LOL! Happy Birtday Cooper!; September 8, 2011 at 3:18 PM
Two French Bulldogs said...: are the girls waiting in line yet?
Benny & Lily
Happee Birthday; September 8, 2011 at 5:06 PM
Sharon Creech said...: Cute beyond cute! Happeeee birthday, Coop!; September 8, 2011 at 5:24 PM
Dreaming said...: He is one cute kid... the other guys better watch out, they have serious competition coming down the pike!; September 8, 2011 at 7:06 PM
~Kim at Golden Pines~ said...: _./'._¸.¸.•¤**¤•^.,.•¤**¤•^.,.•¤**¤•.,.•¤**¤•^.***~*~~
*•. .•** Happy Birthday Cooper!! ~*!!*~
/.•*•.\¸..•¤**¤•.^,.•¤**¤.^.,.•¤**¤•.,.•¤**¤•^.,***~*~~ ♥ ♥ ♥; September 8, 2011 at 7:49 PM
~Kim at Golden Pines~ said...: PS: LOVE the pictures!!!; September 8, 2011 at 7:50 PM
Sally said...: Priceless pictures! So cute! Happy Birthday, Cooper...; September 8, 2011 at 8:27 PM
Terry said...: What a cutie! And those eye lashes! Oo la la!

Happy Birthday to Coop.; September 8, 2011 at 8:43 PM
Cloudia said...: Hauoli La Hanau, young man!

Aloha from Waikiki;

Comfort Spiral

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><}}(°>; September 8, 2011 at 9:16 PM

FROM GREY HORSE MATTERS...

Where to Bury a Horse

If you bury him in this spot,
the secret of which you must already have,
he will come to you when you call;
come to you over the far, dim pastures of death.

And though you ride other living horses through life,
they shall not shy at him, nor resent his coming,
For he is yours, and he belongs there.

People may scoff at you, who see no lightest blade of grass
bent by his footfall,
who hear no nicker pitched too fine for insensitive ears.
People who may never really love a horse.

Smile at them then, for you shall know something
that is hidden from them
and which is well worth the knowing
The one place to bury a horse is in the heart of his master.

Thank you, Grey Horse Matters.

Poem for Masterpiece

Masterpiece of '79

He was a dark bay Masterpiece.

Deep chocolate brown

With small coal tipped ears

And three snowy white socks.

An eraser smudge of white

Above his eye

And a star connected to a blaze

Starting narrow and funneling wide

To wrap his lips

in a kiss.

He lived with dignity and joy;

A Masterpiece blend

of longevity

And temperament.

Appaloosa for soundness,

Thoroughbred for heart, and

Quarter Horse for sensible intelligence.

Although he is gone

His Masterpiece remains

In the memory of Jen

Who found and rode him;

And of Lori

Who soaked his beet pulp

And his sore feet,

Who loved him and,

When it was time,

Let him go.

Poem by Annette from Aspen Meadows.
Thank you.....

Followers

Thursday, September 8, 2011

COOPER IS SIX YEARS OLD TODAY!

9 comments: