I am Precious and my horse's name is Pretty Boy. Those are our barn names. That is what we get called on an everyday basis. I am a Paint horse and my paper name is Skippers Precious. My Pretty Boy is a Red Roan Appaloosa horse who's paper name is Trouper. Anywho........I tell the house mouse about our life and what happens out here on the farm and in my big red barn so she can tell you. Well now you know so on with the stories.................

Sunday, February 24, 2008

And now a word from the house mouse

House Mouse here. It has been a hard week here on the farm so Precious is laying low. The Pretty Boy has been having some leg trouble. That leg with the hoof injury got an infection in it so he was feverish one day maybe two. The human girl was soaking his leg in Epsom salts two or three times a day trying to draw the infection out. He is a real good horse but sometimes things happen even to a real good horse. Just as the human girl was putting his foot in a bucket of water he got spooked by something and things went flying. He wasn’t hurt and the human girl was walking okay just a couple of days later, slower but okay. Then Precious got some rainspot on her neck.

She is well behaved so she goes without a halter on most of the time. The human girl comes out a couple of times a day with a little bowl and a big red brush. She scrubs on that big ole paint horse like she is scrubbing on a saddle.

This morning the human girl was just going to use a squirt bottle and squirt something white on Precious. The bottle made a funny noise when it squirted the first time so Precious wanted no part of that. She started to walk away. Now that human girl doesn’t come very far up that big mares neck but I wouldn’t bet on the horse winning any contests against her. She told that horse to WHOA and she didn’t. So she put her hand out and said WHOA to her again. Precious sort of thought about not walking away but didn’t really want to stay either. The human girl put her arm out against that big ole horse’s chest and said ‘WHOA YOU that means STOP stop stop STOP!’ The human girl by this point had her heels dug into the ground leaning back so far I don’t know what was keeping her up but that horse finally did WHOA and didn’t try to walk away again. The girl told her Thank You, which is the polite thing to do you know and then she went about brushing the stuff on Precious.

The Pretty Boy had thought he might want in whatever it was that was going on till he saw that human girl digging her heels in then he decided to come back in the barn with me and watch from here.

None of us are a match to that human girl when she digs her heels in.

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