The Many Adventures of a Country Girl: My new Kemosabe, Tonto

Sunday, August 29, 2010

My new Kemosabe, Tonto

You know Kemosabe, like the Indian word for "friend"?Hahaha just forget it! Anyways, meet Tonto...

He's possibly my new horse!

I get to try him out and ride him for a few days before we settle on buying him.

Me and Tonto

Again

Little Britches feeding ol Tonto some grass

While Blake is standing there banging on the fence, mad that he didn't get fed this evening.

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BridgeEttaAugust 30, 2010 at 2:39 AM
I'm kind of partial to that colour of horse. My paint horse Pic is kind of a nut, used to be a pro Heading horse, and he thinks the only way to run up on a cow is a hundred miles and hour but I love him to bits. Tonto looks pretty quiet though. That's always a good thing and nice that you get to try him out. Does Kemosabe really mean friend? I didn't know that when I used to watch the Lone Ranger, years ago.
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JosieAugust 30, 2010 at 8:15 AM
Hahaha, sometimes the best horses are nuts!LOL This horse belongs to a guy, well actually his son, who've had him since he was a colt and have rode him every day. He's sure enough dead broke, I think. Plus he's pretty short, kinda nice for a girl who's short!;)
As for Kemosabe really meaning friend, I'm not sure. My fondness for "spaghetti westerns" and the fact that Tonto is a Paint made me think of the Lone Ranger so I just started calling him my Kemosabe Tonto!LOL Oh boy, I watch to much TV!!haha

Thanks for the comment CCC!
Josie
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Job 39 19-25

“Do you give the horse his strength or clothe his neck with a flowing mane? Do you make him leap like a locust, striking terror with his proud snorting? He paws fiercely, rejoicing in his strength, and charges into the fray. He laughs at fear, afraid of nothing; he does not shy away from the sword. The quiver rattles against his side, along with the flashing spear and lance. In frenzied excitement he eats up the ground; he cannot stand still when the trumpet sounds. At the blast of the trumpet he snorts, ‘Aha!’ He catches the scent of battle from afar, the shout of commanders and the battle cry.

Psalms 91

He that dwells in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.

I will say of the Lrd, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.

Surely he shall deliver you from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.

He shall cover you with his feathers, and under his wings shall you trust: his truth shall be your shield and buckler.

You shall not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flies by day;

Nor for the pestilence that walks in darkness; nor for the destruction that wastes at noonday.

A thousand shall fall at your side, and ten thousand at your right hand; but it shall not come near you.

Only with your eyes shall you behold and see the reward of the wicked.

Because you have made the LORD, which is my refuge, even the most High, your habitation;

There shall no evil befall you, neither shall any plague come near your dwelling.

For he shall give his angels charge over you, to keep you in all your ways.

They shall bear you up in their hands, lest you dash your foot against a stone.

You shall tread on the lion and adder: the young lion and the dragon shall you trample under feet.

Because he has set his love on me, therefore will I deliver him: I will set him on high, because he has known my name.

He shall call on me, and I will answer him: I will be with him in trouble; I will deliver him, and honor him.

With long life will I satisfy him, and show him my salvation.

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My new Kemosabe, Tonto

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