Thanks to the horse pictured here, I almost would, instead of sitting here writing this, be lying unconscious and possibly dead out on the muddy ground.
I let him out and was treating him like a dog, running around and calling, "Here, Sox! Here boy!" He would thunder my way, wheel and thunder back. Sometimes he would kick up his heels.
It was one of the heel-kicks that nearly got me in the head. I could hear the wind from it, it was that close. Whew! Scary!
My analytics seem to be up and running, since I installed the updated code. It's very satisfying to see that my readership has jumped -- are you ready? -- 2,475%! There was nowhere to go but up, since the program hadn't been working so it looked like I hadn't had a visitor for a month. Average time on-site is currently 1.46 minutes, which, sadly, does not mean people are spending more time on my blog. It just means that ONE person spent 43 minutes! Thanks, whoever you were!
Rex and Kayti have been in Florida since last Tuesday. It hardly seems like they've been gone at all, because they call me at least four or five times a day. They won't leave me alone.
Kayti even sent me on a Valentine's mission last night. She wanted me to anonymously deliver a rose to a classmate. So I bought a Dove chocolate rose, got into my cat-burglar outfit (black pants, black cape, black boots, black gloves, goofy feather mask and goofy red hat), drove to said classmate's house, and walked up to the door. I was going to knock if the dog barked, but no one seemed to know I was there -- the shades were all drawn -- so I left the rose on the porch railing and scurried away.
Can you imagine? I do the most bizarre things. I really liked being in disguise and sneaking up to someone's house. I wish stalking weren't a crime!
2 comments:
was it for a boy classmate or a girl classmate ( not that there's anything wrong with that..)
I'm sorry, I'm not at liberty to give hints. But thanks for your interest, Jerry.
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