Tuesday, September 21, 2010

There are some really good people in this world!

Poncho is home!!! We are so happy.  Before I get into the story of Poncho’s excellent adventure, let me first apologize to everyone for being delayed in letting you know that he is okay.   While most of my friends and family know that Poncho was found and is back home safe and warm at Hummingbird Farms, I realized after reading some comments (and some email messages)that I hadn’t alerted those that read the blog.  I do apologize! It still amazes me that there are actually more than two people, including my mother, that reads this thing….


Baby Poncho 2004

So – back to Poncho. Just as we thought, he literally bolted during the storm. We generally would have had him in the house during a storm, but this one really caught us by surprise. I was stuck in San Antonio and Jack was in the barn dealing with about 300 other things. When it started blowing in he had no idea how severe it was going to be. It caught most of us by surprise. Anyway, before he realized it Poncho was nowhere to be found.


Those of you that know the breed know that they can track some miles in a very short time. I suppose his little instinct told him to run, and run he did. After he took off we are assuming he got disoriented in the storm and simply didn’t know where he was.

Fortunately there are very nice people in this world. A lady that happens to work at Texas Tech (Go Raiders!!) and her co-worker happened to see Poncho way out on the highway, several miles from the house. They were concerned that he was going to get hit by a car so they pulled over. As soon as they opened the car door he immediately jumped in the backseat. Poncho LOVES to go for rides. I can’t help but think that he thought if he just jumped into a car, any car, it would somehow miraculously drive him home.


Poncho with his kitty Putt-Putt, he loves all his kitties

Anyway, they took Poncho to the closest vet to see if he had a micro-chip. So – I now have to admit that I was not a good parent… Poncho did not have a chip. They left him at the vet and went on to their meeting, but with all intentions of coming back to get Poncho if they could not find his owners. A couple of days later Poncho was still at the vet and no one had claimed him. I have to say it warms my heart to know that they were going to make him a home if they couldn’t find his owners. At least I know that Poncho would have been in good hands. After a couple of days, and before picking Poncho back up at the vet, she decided to re-trace her path on the day she found him. As she drove the same path she saw our sign at our gate and thought what the heck, I’ll give them a call. Can you believe it??? We were so excited we couldn’t stand it. Jack was out the door and on the way to the vet’s office before I ever got off the phone with her. (Although we had called our regular vet, we hadn’t called this particular one.)


Oh – and just so you know, we had the vet micro-chip Poncho before we brought him back home….

I just want to say THANK YOU NICE LADY FROM TEXAS TECH!!!! We are very happy to have him home. Most of all, thank you for all the efforts you made to find us and most of all THANK YOU for wanting to keep him in case you didn’t find his owners. I know he would have been very happy with you. Again, it is assuring to know that he would have had a happy home. AND- if you happen to read this, please get in contact with me. We wrote down your name and number but in all the excitement we cannot, to save or lives, find where it is. We would like to send you a little surprise….

THANK YOU, THANK YOU!!!

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Rain is good, but Hermina is a wench!

So we desperately have needed rain, that is true, we just weren't expecting it to be delivered to us by Hermina.  I don't know exactly how much rain we got because I never like getting my shoes muddy to go look at the rain gauge thing.  I assume that makes me not a farmer being that rain gauges and the like should be on top of any good farmer's radar.  Not that rain isn't top on my radar, it's just that rain gauges aren't.  Now shoes, they are on my radar... 

Besides, I don't have to worry about reading the rain gauge when all I have to do is see what my neighbor Dottie reported on facebook.  So - I will go with what Dottie says:  13.22 inches.  Can you believe it?!

I have already given far too much attention to Hermina, as she doesn't deserve the limelight on my very prestigious Lavender Chick stage.   We are so over her, that Hermina.  Ever since she planned her rendezvous over Hummingbird Farms, our gentle giant Poncho has been missing.  Like I said, Hermina is a wench. 

Poncho come home!

Monday, September 6, 2010

The Secret Garden in Fredericksburg, TX: A little behind the scenes story...


This post  is about a store and a couple of drug reps.  So... sit back as I take you back to the very early 1990's when I was a pharmaceutical drug rep and had a co-worker named Kathy. We worked really well together and took our job very seriously. We sold drugs for breast cancer. How much more serious could that be?

Kathy and I had a wonderful working relationship and developed a great friendship. I remember the first day that Kathy was moved into my division at work and I took her around to meet her new customers. Our first stop was the oncology floor of a major hospital. As we were riding up the elevator Kathy asked me if we would actually see cancer patients on the floor. I told her that although we were simply dropping off some patient education materials, it was likely that we would see some patients. Kathy started crying before we ever got out of the elevator, cried the whole time we were in the hospital, and cried the rest of the day.

To make Kathy’s first experience of visiting the oncology floor even that more traumatic, my Aunt Gayle was coincidentally on the same floor with her very good friend since childhood, holding her hand as she lay dying of breast cancer. Aunt Gayle was the first person we saw as we got out of the elevator who sadly informed us that just minutes before her friend had died. It was a tough day. And now looking back, it was a day that would be a defining moment for both Kathy and me.

I knew immediately that I was going to love working with Kathy because she just got it (not to mention she was just a really great person); she understood that there was far more to our job than selling and representing.  It was about people and their lives and we understood that our drugs would mean life or death for many women (and men, breast cancer does occur in 1% of men).  We dedicated a lot of our time spreading the word about financial assistance programs and support groups. The company we worked for was always more than generous in supporting these causes.

In some ways it seems like it was so many years ago, but in other ways it seems like it was just yesterday. Although I ended up moving on with my career and moved to three different cities before settling back in Texas, Kathy stuck with it for several more years. We always stayed in touch and she always referred to my moving on as “when Debi left me to do this by myself.”

While working together, I always knew that Kathy had a dream of moving to Fredericksburg, Texas and living in a little historical farm house (what in Fredericksburg is known as a Sunday House) and having a little store on Main Street. And for those of you that have been reading my blog for a while, you are aware of my dream of living on a farm with lots of animals.

Today, with cow manure on my high heel shoes, I’m here to say that dreams do come true!

But with a few twists and turns, of course.

About ten years after our first day together on that oncology floor, Kathy ended up taking early retirement and yes – she moved to Fredericksburg, bought a Sunday House, and owns a shop on Main Street! And after a handful of relocations, I finally got to live that dream of being on a farm with lots of animals (and cow manure). And, believe it or not, I’m 20 minutes from Kathy!

But, let me explain the twists and turns that sometimes come before the living your dream part. Ironically, Kathy and I shared another similar experience, one that she and I would have never, ever imagined or predicted. About eight to nine years after that first day together in 1994, Kathy and I both became patients taking the very same breast cancer meds we used to sell. Who would have ever thought it??? We certainly didn’t.

I was diagnosed first, and then Kathy was diagnosed about a year later. I still shake my head when I think about the irony of all of this. So yeah, it was a little unexpected twist, but a turn that made us all the stronger and grateful for how our lives are today. We don’t have any regrets.

Kathy and I are both completely cancer free AND working together again!

Her shop on Main Street, The Secret Garden, is our exclusive Main Street store in Fredericksburg that carries Hummingbird Farms Aromatherapy Body Care. Yes, we once again are partners!

And it just feels so right.

So please – if you are ever visiting Fredericksburg, TX, please stop by The Secret Garden and visit with Kathy. Kathy will ship anywhere in the country! Also, check out her blog here. Below are pictures of some of the beautiful and one-of-a-kind items you can find at The Secret Garden, not to mention of course, Hummingbird Farms Aromatherapy Body Care!

 





Saturday, September 4, 2010

And the longhorns at Hummingbird Farms all agreed.....



Yes! The green grass in the yard is indeed much tastier than that dry hay out yonder.....





Happy Labor Day weekend!!