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.................

Monday, March 17, 2008

Ready for a stormy week

The human girl has been very busy around here this morning getting stuff done she usually takes all day to do. Even the Pretty Boy has already had his foot soaked. All the stuff that needed putting up has been put up and everything that needed to be tied down has been tied down. She has been going around here from one place to another so fast I gave up on following her to see what she was doing.

She had time to talk to me when my horse was getting his foot soaked. She said that it is going to start raining and rain for three days which was why she was digging that trench out a little bit that drains the road into the pond. She also told me that one of our little friends is having a birthday party tomorrow that she is going to go to. She said that Patty is not baking the birthday cake this year. Last year she had some trouble doing that. She cooked the cake and had almost all the icing on it when she realized the cake was not even really cooked all the way to the middle. She said it was one of those rectangular cakes in a big pan and Patty had started putting the icing on from the outside to the inside which was why she didn't know the cake wasn't done for real. Patty put that cake back in the oven with the icing on it to try to finish cooking it. We didn't get any of that cake. She said the children loved eating their cake with a spoon. That's funny because Patty is usually a very good cook. Maybe good cooks don't bake I don't know.

The wind is blowing hard out here and the sky is getting darker. I think the Pretty Boy and I better get ourselves sorted out as to where we are going to weather the storm.

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