I’ve always wanted to write, however I have never have the confidence to do so. I think about doing it often, and created this blog several months ago. I’m now just going to bite the bullet and do so. Here it goes…
My name is Rickee, and I live for my husband, Dan, and the 6 animals I own. I’m gonna tell you about each of them, because my writing will revolve around them, and you should be introduced. Each of them are individually amazing.
I met Dan in August of 2016. We met online, and the first time I met him in person, my heart fluttered and I knew something was special about him! Very quickly we both knew we never wanted to live with out each other, and we made things official within a week of meeting. Dan is quiet and usually sits back and observes everything. Once he is comfortable around you, watch out because he can talk ALMOST as much as I can!! He is a genius and is so knowledgeable. I have only stumped him once with a question!! He is thoughtful, and kind. I have never had anyone love me as whole heartily as he does. He considers my well being and feelings in anything he does that would effect me. I could go on and on about how amazing he is, and how perfect he is for me, but I think you get the point. We got engaged in May of 2017, on our 9 month anniversary! We bought a house together about 2 months later, and moved in September of 2017. On July 21st, we said “Forever and ever…. AMEN”!
Dan is an engineer for a frac company in the oilfield. Unfortunately, this means that he is gone for 14 days at a time, and home for 7. Some women say to me, “Oh you are so lucky! I’d love for my husband to be gone like that!”. I feel sorry for those women. I wish I could see my husband every day. If you do the math (because of course Dan has!), he is working 242 days a year and technically he has more days off than someone working 40 hours a week. I still would rather be able to see him daily. 14 days doesn’t seem long, until part of your heart isn’t home with you. Also, things barely EVER go wrong when he is home. As soon as he leaves, something breaks, someone gets sick, I get a flat tire, it snows like crazy, the car breaks down… SOMETHING. You now how it goes. Thankfully, I’ve always been rather independent, and a problem solver, so I handle business but man, it would be so much easier with him here!!
When Dan and I met, I had a dog named Zeelee. I had adopted her from the SPCA in March of 2016. Zeelee is a lab/great dane mix. She was originally from Tupelo, MS. She’s 85 pounds of love and energy!!!! I love each of my animals, however, Zeelee is definitely my “ride or die”. She is independent, and sassy. She will talk back to me when I tell her no sometimes! Zee tore her ACL completely, we think when she was a pup. She had an incident where she was accidentally had her foot stepped on by a horse at the barn. She limped that day, but returned to normal the next. However sporadically I would notice her limping. So we had it looked at by the vet, and she recommended some pain meds and rest which worked for awhile however, this past fall the limping became constant. There were a few incidents of her yelping and yipping in pain which finally sent us to a specialist. She needed a surgery called TPLO to repair it. Basically they take the lower leg bone, cut part of the bone off, attach it to a metal post, and then attach that post back to the lower leg, and it serves as a virtually unbreakable “ACL”. Currently, we are in the first week of recovery. It’s been going great. I can’t even believe it really. She has to be kenneled 24/7 other than going potty. When Zeelee was a puppy she ate her way out of a metal kennel, and got out through a 9×13 hole, at 60 ish pounds. At the time, I was working for a barn, as their barn manager, and thankfully, they allowed me to bring her to the barn every day because of her separation anxiety. For the first 18 months of having her, she literally went EVERY WHERE with me, because if I left her home she would destroy my apartment. She destroyed a couch one day by ripping open the cushions, and the part where your back goes, and the arm rest. She would get the pantry open and bring food in and make a mess with it or eat it. She opened a 5 pound bag of sugar in the living room once and spread it all over the carpet! I am positive the new tenets of that apartment still suck up sugar when they vacuum! She did the same thing with s bag of rice crispies!!! Anyways, I had anxiety about the recovery from this surgery due to her previous behavior. However, she is now 3 and slightly more mature. She of course is on some good pain meds, and the surgeon gave her some extra sedatives to help. I once again am fortunate to be working for a veterinary clinic that is 3 minutes away from the house. So I take her with me to work, and kennel her or leave her in reception with me. I also am able to take her there to be doggie sat while I go to ride. I am so grateful for being able to do that. Other wise I probably would have had to take off to stay with her, and recovery is 8 weeks!!
Next, we have Jett. Jett came to me as a foster. When I saw her photo before I got her, I really hoped that she would get along with Zee and love me as well, so she could stay with us. Thank fully that worked out. She is a golden retriever/great Pyrenees. She is the sweetest of all my dogs, and the biggest baby. She is 100% a momma’s girl and ALWAYS has to be carrying something around in her mouth!!
2 weeks after Jett arrived, I was asked to take a VERY timid and shy dog named, Abbee. I was told her was abused when she had been adopted and was returned back to the rescue program I had been fostering for. She had been returned about 18 months before I got her. The time between her abuse, and coming to me, she had little human interaction, and lived in an indoor/outdoor dog run. I have had her and Jett for a year now, and Abbee has finally fully come around for me. Dan and strangers are always still barked at and cause her to hide in a corner and shake. She is not vicious and does not bite if you force yourself on her, it just causes her to be much more scared. She has warmed up to Dan’s youngest sister. We spend a lot of time at my in laws home, especially around holidays, so she has gotten to know them well. Abbee is 3, as is Zeelee, however Abbee is a few months older. Abbee is a work in progress, however her transformation mentally and physically since she has come to me has been incredible.
All 3 of them love car rides, bones, fetch, belly rubs, and their momma. 🙂
We also have 2 cats. Kitty I found about 5 years ago as a stray, abandoned at a run down house near where I was living at the time. He is mostly inside but does like to roam our yard and the neighbors yard. He’s bigger than most cats, but not fat. He’s tall and thick. I assume he has some mainecoon in him. Astro, has only been with us for 3 months. He was found by my good friend, Jody, at a gas station with a slushee cup lid around his head and shoulder and it was severely embedded and infected. he was totally feral. So Jody caught him in a live trap and called me. I took him to the veterinary clinic I work at part time as a receptionist, and removed the lid. It was veryyyyy infected. I brought him home after we cleaned it out at the clinic and gave him an antibiotic injection. I kept him in a big dog crate until out veterinarian could operate to close the wound 4 days later. It needed to become less swollen and drain. That was done, and he become docile and was able to be handled after that. I of course got attached during his recovery, when I was carrying him around in a swaddle sling i made out of an over sized scarf, and now we own 2 cats. oops.
Lastly, we have Bruce. Dr, Bruce Banner, if you want to be official. I had been causally looking for a horse for about a year but wanted the “right” one. My trainer had also been looking for me as well. At the time I was working for my trainer as her barn manager and also riding there too. Her barn specializes in dressage along with jumping as well for Eventing. I am just learning dressage, so I needed a horse that was quiet, and could tolerate mistakes. One evening, in December of 2017 my trainer was watching a horse auction online in New Jersey, and she had seen a horse earlier in the night in a very short video that she really felt would work for me. So when that horse, #166 ran through the auction, no one bought him. He went to a pen, where they put a price tag on the horses, and you pay that to get the horse. Usually it’s lower than what you you would have paid in the auction by bidding. The auction that he was in, was a slaughter auction. That means if he wasn’t purchased, he would go to be killed for meat. The next morning she told me what she had done and was really hoping that I would take him. I took a months worth of lessons on him and I had truly fell in love with him upon seeing his photo, and then 100% fell in love ever harder when I met him. I was a littler nervous about asking Dan to take this plunge with me, of horse ownership. But when push came to shove and we had to make a decision about what to do, Dan agreed that he was a great horse for me and that we should purchase him and stable him at my trainers barn. He has really become a great horse since I have owned him. He now can canter, which he couldn’t when I bought him. He will jump small fences, and is of course much more fit than when he was purchased. I ride him 3 days a week with my original trainers daughter, Jenny, who is a very dear friend to me as well. Another woman rides him once a week, as her horse is retired but she still wants to ride. She does an excellent job with him, and has been so beneficial to riding him! Her name is Linda and she is 73 years young!! Another friend and rider at the barn, Kim rode him over the spring and summer when I was unable to ride due to having carpal tunnel surgery. She took him to 2 shows and scored high 60’s for all his dressage tests, which is the only thing he did. I was very pleased, and I can not wait to show him this summer myself!!!
Now that we have all been formally introduced… we will carry on with the daily life of this animal loving, oilfield wife life!!! Ciao! xoxoxoxo