Itty Bitty Hooves

Gotta Run

Yesterday was one of those days that just never seemed to quit. I’d just come in from milking and feeding and the phone rang. It was my best friend Ellen. Her mare had her baby–I had to come see.

I did. What a beautiful BIG baby. Both parents are purebred Arabians and have had foals before together and they were always beautiful, but this baby is HUGE. He’s probably the prettiest one they’ve had as well and looks like he’ll be one heck of a sport horse. She was supposed to post a picture of him on her blog but she hasn’t yet or I would have copied it and posted it here. He’s a deep black/bay with a white ‘wild’ blaze and three white fetlocks… although I’m pretty sure mom’s gray gene is going to win out on this one just like it did on the last two she had.

JUST as I got back home and prepared to come on here and write a bit the phone rang again. (Wouldn’t you just love to sometimes rip that thing out by the wires?) It was beloved son… he had the day off work but needed to go to the bank and store could I come take him (he lost his license–long story) okay, I could later on… no no the bank closes at NOON… it was eleven oclock at the time he called…. argh. Okay, jump in the car and drive down to get him and take him on his errands. He did (with a little coaxing) give me gas money (hey, being a taxi is one thing, but with the price of gas now… not for free), and even rented me a cool movie since I was ’so nice’… lol yeah, he didn’t hear me grumbling all the way down there.

Finally I got back home and managed to have a really good work day online in spite of all the interuptions and running around.

I’d like to say that busy days like that make time fly and days more enjoyable… but I can’t, once in a while it’s nice to have a slow, nothing going on but chores and relaxing–they don’t come around too often though. Gotta run