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

Friday, June 20, 2008

Summer Cold

I have what the human girl says is a summer cold. She says I am disgusting that I should wipe my nose. How am I supposed to do that? I mean really! Does she see something on me that looks like it can wipe my nose? Oh sure I could sort of put my leg out in front of me a little and lean my head down and wipe my nose on my leg but now come on we all know what happens if you have head full of cold and you lean over. Well you might as well just lay down if you are going to do that because you will need to if do try it. My horse, the Pretty Boy, is trying to keep his distance from me. Not because he doesn't want to catch my cold but because I am blaming it on him. Twice maybe three times now we have been caught out in a rain shower and he has been able to slip into the carport inbetween the jeep and the truck leaving me no room to get in there. Alright fine I wouldn't fit in there even if I did get a head start on him but still he should stand out in the rain with me. That's like one of the things that friends do for each other. You get caught out in the rain well I'm going to stand out there with you. You go to jail I'll go with you........ok maybe not that. But you know what I mean. I thought me and my horse were buddies and there he was in out of the rain and there I was out in the rain.

Oh sure I could have gone any number of places and gotten in out of the rain but he was in that carport and me being the friend I am couldn't leave him in there. What if he got scared and needed me. Or when the rain was over and he came out he couldn't find me. No I couldn't leave him so I just stood out in the rain until I got a cold.

I'll be fine. Don't you worry about me. And it is pretty fun 'snorting' on the little human girl and making her squeal! I didn't say that was right I said it was pretty fun.

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