by Terry and R.T. Fitch
Mini-Break from Reality a Success
Okay folks, we threw it out on Sunday, voted on it yesterday and we are announcing the winner of the brief, short, small contest today. Yvette Riley was voted the winner with the caption,
“If you don’t move they can’t see us!!”
All of you equine guardians out there know is a motto that all horses hold firm to as they peer at you through a fence or from behind a tree, they have no regard or clue as to the size of their body…if their head is hidden they are good.
Likewise we are good for our word as the book is not only autographed by Terry and me but also two of the book’s characters and the models for the picture.
We were asked what the “rodeo event” was that caused the two bad boys to be exiled to the pasture. It goes something like this, Sunday was a calm and relaxing day after all of the build up and travel revolving around last week’s letters to D.C. campaign so Terry and I were quitely sitting outside, sipping on a cool Wrangler iced tea when Terry decided to let Apache out of the pasture so that he could graze in our yard before the mower dudes showed up on Monday. He has been with us for almost 15 years since he was rescued in Brazil so his temperment is one of wise calmness and I expected no problems.
Then Terry decided to add Bart to the mix which made me somewhat uneasy as he is a TB with issues of being spooked by anything bigger than a grain of sand, but he proved to be okay and grazed alongside Apache and exhibited no problems.
Not satisfied with leaving things well enough along Terry brought Pele out of the pasture and if you have not met him you should know that we call this Quarter horse/Mustang cross “Dennis the Menace” as he is always into something, always.
Alright, I am good with all of that but while I walked around to the front yard to feed the Koi Terry let both Harley, the former racing TB and Moose, our Belgian draft/TB cross into the grazing herd in the yard. I saw disaster from the git-go as Harley is ALWAYS the one to jump, fart and stir up the other boys. He didn’t wait long and the next thing I knew we had five horses running around the house, past the Koi pond and down the concrete driveway at full speed, so fast that the big boy, Moose, fell when he was going for his second lap. I was NOT happy and Terry knew it so she quietly walked Harley to one of the back gates where he promptly started running up and down the fence line. Of course Pele was not going to be left out of that fun and off he ran with the other three thunder turds right behind him. Pele was next to be let into the back and the photo, above, was shot only moments after the two were not allowed to play with their buddies, who went back to quietly grazing I might add.
So if you don’t think horses think, feel or talk then think again. I prefer the company of horses, even bad ones, over many people…horses don’t lie.
The book is coming your way, Yvette, and thanks to everyone for participating…it gave us a few moments of escape and sanity!!!