Can I keep him maw maw, can I? huh?
Amazes me the way horses are sometimes. If you watch closely you can see tendencies that creep out and show us just how they think, feel.
My son had to bring his horse here for a period of time. Many places I hear of are either shutting down due to the economy, people are tossing out boarders, they are taking back their land leases in order to sell off for cash, etc. I even get calls from people worried about what to do with their horses with all the craziness in the economy.
We brought "Gold Wing" here to visit for awhile and he is like a lost pup. He wandered here n there on the house side, no one wanted him around. Dale ran him off, Velvet is her prissy self and made it known not to follow her and her man Dale around. Poor Lady, the mini made him feel at home while he was on this side. Odd watching a mini try to groom with a 2 yr old QH. Barely could reach his neck to screetch screeth...
My thinking was that he could go play on the one side with the other 2-3 yr olds, you know how boys are.. Like to gang together and make mischief. Guess it was like the new kid coming into the school. Peanut wanted to show his slick hair and knuckles, Lodge decided there was someone else lower on the totem who he could kick around and bully, Spring decided he was a waste of time unless too close and wanted to herd him for 'gramma' to go through another gate. So, that left one option of putting him in with the 'other crowd'. Winger wandered a bit and then Midaha, Felony, JR and Forrest noticed that there was a new kid in the school yard. Cute to watch the differences with the age levels. Midaha decided he was worth sniffing out and even tasting to see if it was alive. JR kind looked him over, Forrest decided if he wanted to hang, he could hang and walked off to eat hay. Felony... Well... Felony is a different kinda horse. I was watching him with Winger who is much taller than him. I had to stop walking and laugh to myself as all these weird conversations started rolling through my head as I watched this interaction.
"Hey buddy, where you from?"
"Wats yer name?" Mines, Fela nee
"Wanna come check out the pile?" (hay)
"sniff, sniff.. You smeel different. Must be that stuff they put in your hair"
Suddenly Felony turns his head to look at me and I could swear the words were in the air as much as I could have spoken them..
"Can I keep him maw maw? Can I? huh?" He will play with me, he aint kickin me around.. I'll take him for a walk.
And off they walk together..

This is terrific, RT!
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I'm so pleased he found a fren.
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RT- I really enjoy these posts and your blog lately. You seem to have found your rhythmn and it's great! Makes me wish I could come for a visit and see all the kids.
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Kris
My writings lack in comparison to yours but you have always been my mentor and my guide for the words that seem to flow. If I have gained anything I owe it to you. To follow the truth and power of words..
Even tho many times we do not look at the bearing of our tongues and gaurd them there are times I have learned to stand up and speak those words be in person or in writing that come from the spirit of honor and integrity..
blessings
RT
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