Give a girl a beautiful new red outfit, set her up in comfortable digs out of the cold wind and freezing temps, with all the food and attention she wants, and what does she do?

Well if she’s Miss Pepper, she flirts.

That’s right.

Our sweet old girl became quite enamored with the next-door neighbor—a big white gelding that was making eyes at her.

On the day I took this picture, Pepper actually walked away from her grain to go rub noses with Mr. Big. She was feeling pretty frisky.

Pepper, Pepper, Pepper…

What are we going to do with you?

My husband says, “Once a flirt, always a flirt.”

And between you and me, I get that.

What happens on the outside of our body has little to do with how we feel and think on the inside.

I can so totally relate to Miss P.

A new outfit can raise my spirits too; make me feel attractive—even sexy.

And red, well that just enhances all the feelings.

So to Pepper and all of us women of a certain age, I leave you with this downhome thought, borrowed from some wise philosopher I expect: “Just because there is snow on the roof, doesn’t mean the fire below isn’t burning.”

Maybe I’ll go shop for something red to wear.

How about you?


And this photo of Chickadee?

She was a little disgusted with the whole flirtation.

I’ve been on that side of things too.

Haven’t you?