You have seen pictures of Miss Tequila Rose before in a post or two...hasn't she grown up? She has become so well trained...she can even ride a horse...with her Dad The Tattooed Cowboy! One day not too long ago Tequila Rose wandered by my tack room. I called out to her and she stopped and peeked inside!What would entice this girl to come and visit me??? Am I so much fun that she wanted to come and play??? Am I so witty that she just wanted to chat with me awhile???
Or...does she know that I am...THE COOKIE LADY!!!
Miss Tequila Rose took her cookies so gently from Auntie Rose (yes, her middle name is for me)... and poof...she was gone! Your Desert Rose!
The Desert Rose grew up loving horses and riding with her cousins although she never owned a horse of her own. At 35 her loving husband fullfilled her childhood dream of joining up with her fist horse, Major Special,barn name George. A Major Bonannza Son,George graced our lives for almost 9 years. Not ready to replace George but needing transition time, a little neglected, skinny, 2year old gelding named Jesse was leased. The Desert Rose told this baby not to call her mom....because he was not going to be the "one" to fill up the jagged hole George's death left in her heart. However this baby was a an old soul and it was not long before the greeting of a nicker...that grew to a loud whinny broke his way in to her broken heart. You join them 6 years later as they scout for new trails to blaze!