Two kinds

There are two kinds of conversations that I often have with Lynn. One begins with, "Your horse!" and one begins with "STUPID HORSE!"

The first one of course is about some goof ball things Jupiter does. There are so many. This week it was being a big scaredy-cat. He scooted through the gate to eat some apples, rather than go with the four-wheeler down to get his breakfast in the bottom field. It was early morning, so it was dark. Lynn wasn't sure which one it was, but she knew one had headed for the apple tree.

Well all at once I guess he realized that he was alone in the dark and thus susceptible to the horse-eating monsters that lurk in the field. Lynn said she had never seen him run so fast. There was no bucking, farting, or squealing. It was all out, head straight-lined, sprinting. He was going so fast he had to make wide turns around the gates to make it. Once he was down in the lower field, the brakes "ur-ur-ur" stuttered to a stop, but there was no arrogant, "I'm all that" afterward.

We all know he's spooky anyway--we have that in common!

Then there's the second kind; they look like this:
"Had bear this morning at 4.  Haley went nuts!  I could see it just past the propane tank gone by the time I got the spot light and dang stinking glasses.  To heck with clothes.   Could see Deer, Horses going nuts, I could hear the bear going through the woods.  

When feeding this morning horses looking calm, but Haley barked and they were stirred up again.  So heading down the hill horses on my left they are flying all of the sudden a horse (Ziggy the big idiot) was between me and the fence, he cut in front of me hitting the 4 wheeler and knocking me side ways a little.  So it's DARK thirty and I don't use lights because I can see better without them.  So could not see if the IDIOT got hurt or not... Did I say IDIOT?   Went out when a little lighter.  The big dummy is fine.   Whew what a morning."

Too funny! Well as both Shirley and Lynn say, "That's life with horses!" Or something like that. (: