Little H-Bar Ranch

The H-Bar Animals

Jackson is an Appendix Quarter horse and is 22 years old. After doing an Internet search for the perfect new horse, we found him less than 2 miles away at the Bonelli's. He seems very calm and is much better trained than our other horses, as his former owner KC used him to carry the flag in the color guard, and he has also done team penning and western pleasure competitions. I have been riding him on the trails quite often, and because he is so skinny, my lower back problems have almost gone away!
	Jackson
We used to get all our chickens from our neighbor Jim Carlson but he retired so now I have had to buy some chickens from Frizelle Enos. As of 2023, I still have three aging Rhode Island Reds, who are not laying very much any more. The three new "Easter Egger" chickens are happily laying smaller blue eggs of different shades and are getting along well with the older hens.
	One of the chickens.
Jhett and Peggy Sue are registered American miniature horses. We adopted them in November 2014, when Jhett (black gelding) was about 7 years old, and Peggy Sue (white mare) was 10. They are a bonded pair and extremely sweet, furry and huggy. They have their own stall in the barn and love to hang out under the big oak tree with Nina the three-legged goat. They all share the pasture next to the barn, and they are getting along very well!
	Jhett and Peggy Sue
Coco was adopted from the Petaluma Shelter in 2012. Poco ran her off almost immediately and I think she is being fed elsewhere in the Mustang Court neighborhood. I still see her on occasion, most recently in summer 2023. After Poco died, Coco started coming around again but she is afraid of Toffee.	Coco

Nina is a three-legged Boer-Nubian goat that was rescued by Erica at Flat Broke Farm in the spring of 2016 after a bad accident which led to the amputation. I helped to pay for Nina's surgery and she has now come to live with Jhett and Peggy Sue in the pasture behind the barn. Nina is very sweet and she lets me pet her. She is also totally in love with Jhett, who really seems to have a way with goats. She is about eight years old.
	Nina
Code is a fourteen-year old Mustang, who lived as a wild horse until he was four. We adopted him in winter 2016 through Jodi Tuft at the Valley Horse Center in Vacaville. After much trailer loading training by Garrett and Dr. Jim Williams, Code's training really advanced when Teiya Fronda took over. She only has to ride him once a week now, as she has done such an amazing job of desensitizing him to flapping things, obstacles and other scary stuff.
	Code
Sage used to be Georgia McDaniel's cat before coming to live with Steve and Kathleen, who renamed her Gracie. When they got a second dog, she was no longer very happy, so we adopted her and changed her name back to Sage in 2017. She is actually the color(s) of the sage plant, a weird mixture of greys and browns, which Georgia said is called blue cream tortoiseshell. She seems very happy and already has figured out how to go outdoors through the doggy door. She is probably about ten years old.
	Sage
We adopted Toffee from Dogwood Animal Rescue in August 2018 at the age of 10 months. She loves being a ranch dog and spends most of her time trying to catch squirrels and playing frisbee. One of the only good things to come out of the shelter-in-place order in spring and summer 2020 was that Toffee finally bonded to us, and now is almost perfectly behaved. She walks nicely on leash, comes when she is called and is an all around good dog! This photo shows her at Silver Lake where she went camping with us, Jackson and Bodhi in Summer 2020.
	Toffee
We adopted Bodhi (formerly Buddy) from Samantha Wakerlin, after meeting him in October 2017 when he was one of the six horses we temporarily housed during the Sonoma County wildfires. He is a super sweet horse who is very well trained, even though he was born in the Wild Horse Sanctuary and is a Mustang. In December 2018 he came down with a mysterious case of salmonella poisoning and almost died. Thanks to the wonderful vets at UC Davis (especially Dr. Cal Donnelly) for saving his life and of course to our own vet Dr. James Williams for making the call to rush him there when he suddenly became gravely ill. Bodhi was also a windsucker, which it turned out was causing repeated minor colics. We finally got him over all of this by putting on a Miracle Collar. He is now fat from eating dead grass and very healthy and happy at the age of 17!
	Bodhi
Ghost mysteriously appeared inside a hay pallet in the barn on April 13, 2023. He was no more than a week old, and Hannah Hellman took him to her apartment to nurse on a mother cat she was fostering. Now eating solid food, Ghost is getting along amazingly well with Toffee but not so much with Sage. He is an extremely beautiful and loving cat and has light blue eyes that remind me of Garrett's.
	Ghost

Poco was one of two feral cats adopted from the Petaluma Shelter in 2012. She showed up regularly to be fed for 11 years, always trying to bite or scratch me when I would put down her food bowl. Then in July 2023, she disappeared, so I think she has crossed the rainbow bridge.
	Poco
Alice was a white rabbit that came to live at the ranch in 2015 after being rescued from under a car in a Reedley parking lot by our friend Lauren Novatne. Lauren decided Alice would be happy living with the chickens, so she gave us a hutch as well. She happily lived with the chickens until dying in late 2022.
	Alice
Mr. Ed was a registered paint, and Hannah's son. I found him on the internet by sending an e-mail to the American Paint Horse Association Registry. His father was a champion working cow horse named Tommy's Doc Bar. Just like his Mom, Mr. Ed died at thirty two years of age. He had been ridden for many years by my friend Georgia McDaniel until his retirement in May 2018. Mr. Ed was the sweetest and most gentle horse I have known and we spent 25 years together.
	Mr. Ed
Kauai was a ten-year old tabby when we adopted him from Petaluma Animal Services in July 2017. He was originally from Hawaii (hence his name), and was supposed to be a much younger cat. Unfortunately, he had kidney disease, and died in June 2020. He was Garrett's favorite cat of all time, and a total lovebug.
	Kauai
Nugget was adopted from the Marin Humane Society in January 2004, at the age of five months. He was part border collie and part blue heeler, which means that he spent a lot of time chasing the horses and trying to bite their tails. He was super sweet and filled with energy until he ruptured the ACL in his left rear leg in June 2013. It took 2 TPLO surgeries to finally repair it. Unfortunately the medication for all that surgery eventually took its toll on his liver and kidneys, and after one last 2-mile walk on August 4, 2018, he stopped eating and walking as his kidneys finally failed him. Our wonderful horse vet Jim Williams helped him cross the rainbow bridge on August 5, 2018. He was the best dog ever and is also mourned by his second family, especially Lena Fromme and Joe Kelner.
	Nugget
Blazar was a Morgan-Quarter horse cross. We found him through an ad in the Press Democrat that said he was "young, strong, willing and handsome!" The ad didn't lie - he was a great trail horse, even though he was a very wide-bodied ride. For many years, Blazar was the boss of our horse herd, and although he was not very nice to the other horses, he was very affectionate with people. We called him our "sweetheart" as he had a black heart shaped spot on the tip of his nose. In July 2013, Blazar developed laminitis. Blazar retired from trail work in the winter of 2017 due to complications from Cushings. And after non-stop infections for over 2 years including hoof abcesses in both back feet and a head filled with pus that required weekly drives to UC Davis, in May 2018, we had to say goodbye.
	Blazar
When he first showed up at the Little H-bar Ranch in December 2010, we assumed that our "fowl visitor" had lost his way somehow. He hung around outside the chicken coop for several weeks, and didn't seem to know how to be a wild pheasant. We later discovered that he had escaped from a cage, where he was destined to be Christmas dinner, and thus did not know how to forage in the wild. At the suggestion of our neighbor, we trapped him and put him in the aviary with our chickens. We named him Ringo, as he is a Ring-necked Pheasant. Unfortunately after 7.5 happy years of living with the hens, something got into the aviary and killed him along with four of the five chickens, in February 2018. He was a beautiful bird and I miss his daily squawking.
	Ringo <$>
Freckles showed up under a tree stump at the edge of the property in May 2010. She just kept hanging around and asking for food, so we fed her. Soon we could pet her, so we caught her, got her spayed, and vaccinated, and brought her in the house. She lived her life as a happy house cat until her nose cancer took her life in August 2017.
	Freckles
Toby was a present from our friend Georgia McDaniel who was staying at the ranch. He was the sweetest who liked to flop over to be petted. This photo shows him at the age of three on the patio table about to ask for a tummy rub. In the summer of 2017, he suddenly developed an incurable brain disease, and had to be euthanized.
	Toby
Hazel is a female pygmy goat who was rescued from the Marin Humane Society and came to live at the Little H-bar Ranch in February 2012 along with her older sister Willow, who died suddenly in September 2014. She developed health issues late in 2015, and despite Garrett's and vet's best efforts, we lost her in December 2015.
	Hazel
Buckeye was about 10 years old when he came to the Little H-bar Ranch to keep Hazel company after Willow passed away. He was neutered, very friendly and rather arthritic. After about a year at the ranch, his arthritis worsened to the point where he could no longer walk or stand up, so we eased his transition to goat heaven.
	Buckeye
Willow was one of two sister pygmy goats that we rescued from the Marin Humane Society in 2012. For most of the time that we took care of her, she suffered from false pregnancies, and a bad front leg. She was about 8 years old when she died suddenly in September 2014.
	Willow
This was our most beautiful cat, Tracy. Tracy was rescued by our friend Lauren Novatne, who was teaching in the city of Tracy at the time (although she and the cat were both living in Stockton.) He was a purebred Siamese cat who was very affectionate and well adjusted to ranch life. He often hunted in the fields next door by the vineyard. In July 2012, Tracy was diagnosed with vaccine induced fibrosarcoma. His left rear leg was amputated to try to prevent the spread of this fatal disease. It seemed to be working, but on a weirdly rainy night in June 2013, he went outside and never came back.
	Tracy
Oreo was named for the cookie, as she was black on both ends and white in the middle. Lena (my massage therapist) found her starving, after being hit by a car in January 2006. We fixed her broken jaw, got her spayed and she became the sweetest kitty in the world. She spent most of her four years sitting on my lap, never biting or scratching and loving to have her tummy rubbed. In March 2010, she suddenly fell severely ill, and was diagnosed with multi-centric lymphoma. She lived for only three more weeks, dying on March 26 and breaking my heart.
	Oreo
Smoky lived in our garage from 2001 until September 2010. He was abandoned by the former neighbors, when they moved away. After two years as a feral cat, he showed up to eat one day by the fence, where I was putting food for Dragon, while walking Clancy. Smoky developed hyperthyroid and colon motility problems in 2009, and had to take three types of medicine twice each day. He was very good about all the indignities of old age until he finally got too weak and stopped eating.
	Smoky
Patches was abandoned by the former neighbors along with Smoky, but it took her an extra year to get up the nerve to come over to eat. She started living at the Little H-bar in 2002, and was fed in the garage with Smoky. She spent most of the day hanging out by Garrett's tool bench or sitting in her heated kitty bowl. Patches had a tumor over her eye which was removed in December 2009. All seemed to go well but then she suddenly died on February 4, 2010.
	Patches
Gizzy was the last survivor of the four original barn cats who came with the ranch. In the beginning, she was rather shy and used to eat on top of the tack room. She then developed a recurring thyroid condition which made her meow alot. We tried surgery in 2003, but the tumor came back so in 2007 we used radioactive Iodine-131 which worked well for a while. In 2008, she had to move into the house as her kidneys began failing and she was rather arthritic. She finally died in January 2009, at approximately 18 years of age. She was a very sweet kitty.
	Gizzy
This is Beau, who died suddenly on May 24, 2008 at the age of sixteen. He was my late husband Garrett's main riding horse, and they logged over 8400 trail miles together. Beau was happy and healthy until the moment of his death, and was seen grazing happily only 10 minutes earlier. We had gone camping with him at Samuel P. Taylor Park two weeks previously, and he was as strong and as smooth as always. Beau lived with us from the time he was 3.5 years old, and was bred by our good friend Joanie Bondoc, from Novato's Canyon Oaks Farm. He was our very big and sweet boy and is greatly missed.
	Beau
This is Hannah, who was my very first horse. She died peacefully on Christmas eve 2007, at the age of 32.5 years. She had seen quite a few trails in her time and was the best first horse any green rider could have ever had. After logging over 5000 trail miles with me, and training Beau and Ziggy to be good trail horses, Hannah was retired at the age of 24. She lived out her life comfortably at the Little H-bar Ranch, giving occasional rides to visiting children. Mr. Ed was one of her many offspring, and shares her sweet and forgiving disposition.
	Hannah
This is Binky, who was the queen of the Little H-Bar Ranch. Binky was supposed to be a barn cat, but she had other ideas. Binky bossed everyone around, including Nugget and the horses. Here, she's just enjoying the afternoon lounging around on our back deck in the shade. She was rescued by a friend of J. Robert Dobbson's. Binky was a real party animal and loved to follow everyone around. Once, she even went horse-camping with us, as a stowaway in our trailer! Binky died in September 2005, of chronic renal failure. She was only about eight years old, and lived at the ranch for most of her life.
	Binky
This is my late husband Garrett's first horse, Ziggy. Ziggy died at the age of 13, on September 18, 2003 after he broke his leg in a pasture accident. Please visit his memorial site.
	In loving memory of Ziggy
Clancy was a border collie mix who lived at the Little H-bar Ranch until 12/3/2003. She died at age 12 of a recurrence of canine osteosarcoma after 13 months as a three-legged dog. She was a great ranch dog!
	Clancy
Amby lived at the Little H-bar ranch from July 2002 to January 2004. She was very sick when she first showed up in the barn during NASA Educator Ambassador week (after which she was named.) She had a happy life living in the barn until she died of terminal kidney disease at a very old age.
	Amby
Dragon died in September, 2004. He was one of the original barn cats that came with the ranch in 1997. He was blind in one eye, and lived over the tack room. As he got older, I could pet him when I fed him, but I could never catch him to take him to the vet.
	Dragon