WELL, last night as I am trying to get Gracie settled down
and ready for bed I hear the doorbell ring, it’s our neighbor, and next I hear
“does your mom know that Twister is out?” Um, NO…. Sure enough I peek out the
window only to find Twister and Sadie playing a game of tag in the yard! So I
scramble to get my boots and coat on, tripping over Gracie who is running
around in her Tarzan outfit telling me “I will get my rope and rope ‘em and
whoop his butt mom!” Me, “Gracie you just stay put in the house, I will handle
it!” I wade through the snow to the barn
to grab the halter all while the dog and horse are “playing” around and Gracie
is screaming out the back door at them! Just as I get the halter and run across
the yard, the horse and dog stop to look at me, (remember I am fat, in muck
boots and there is a foot of snow) I swear the two are just laughing hysterically
at me in animal language! THEN the two hooligans look at each other and Twister
trots off into his pasture stops and turns back and waits for me to close the
gate! Really!!!!!! ERRGGG!!! So I trudge to the
gate close it and tie it shut for extra measure, yell at him and the dog “BAD
HORSE & BAD DOG!!!!” and a few swear words (cause that made me feel much
better) then lock the dog in the kennel! Then I get a “GOOD JOB MOM, you got ‘em!”
So yeah, apparently they are board….. Or just like to watch
the fat lady try and run in the snow! Sorry there are no pictures of this charade!
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