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A Dog Named Saturday

Coffee Clutch got its name from the blog posts I wrote for years from the barn sitting enjoying my morning coffee with my mare, dogs, kitties and chickens. Folks really enjoyed them. Coffee Clutch is more than a newsletter. It’s a visit, it’s information, it’s fun, it’s musings, barn talk, writing talk, bird talk, horse talk and faith thoughts. And of course, it’s all the news about A DOG NAMED SATURDAY, old new and coming soon.

 I’ll share some of my works in progress, upcoming publications, and more. Folks enjoy “The Old Man on the Porch, and Grandpop too, so they’ll be dropping in.

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HORSES AND PTSD

HORSES AND PTSD

Howdy Friends! We are all very sensitive to people enduring Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD). Veterans, First Responders, Police and of course women and children. But what about horses? Can horses suffer from PTSD? I submit they can and in fact do. All too often....

WHAT ABOUT HAY

WHAT ABOUT HAY

Howdy Friends! What about hay? While picking up droppings in Rosie's, 100 akker wood this morning, I had a thought. A Dog Named SaturdayThen we fill hay bags or toss flakes to our horses. The next step then is to wait while our equine partners process the hay into ......

COVENANT KEEPER or COVENANT BREAKERS

COVENANT KEEPER or COVENANT BREAKERS

COVENANT KEEPER or COVENANT BREAKERS Howdy Friends! We have either covenant keepers. Or covenant breakers. There is no middle ground. There is no “covenant maybe.” There is no “covenant sometimes.” You’re either a covenant keeper, or a covenant breaker. There is no...

GRANDPOP – THE POST HOLE DIGGER

GRANDPOP – THE POST HOLE DIGGER

GRANDPOP – THE POST HOLE DIGGER Howdy Friends! It had been a long day. Not as hot a the past few weeks, but warm enough to work up a sweat. This stretch of fence hadn’t been neglected, but Grandpop had not given it the attention it should have had. For about 20 years...

ARE YOU LISTENING

ARE YOU LISTENING

ARE YOU LISTENING Howdy Friends! The other day I noticed a child of, I suppose 7 or so, trying oh so hard to get her mother's understanding of a matter of what must have been great importance by the demonstration of arm flailing and hurried loud outbursts. Of course I...

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