Just When You Think Things Are Going Good...**** Happens

Just when I think everything is going peachy keen and happy-like, some body throws a monkey wrench into the gears and fouls it all up. It seems that the horses think that I have not spent enough money on a vet bill this year and it was time to send the money flying out of my checkbook like escaping fireflies dashing into the darkening sky.

I walked out to feed the horses this morning and found a bloody kneed Max-horse. He's a frisky guy and probably fell down or was so rowdy that Sharpie finally laid him out one. It takes A LOT to get Sharpie to kick so if he did so, Max had it coming.

But now there are stitches in Max's knee and he is in lock down for two long, agonizing, miserable, gut wrenching weeks.

Question of the Day:

What does a carrot sees before it dies?

Answer:

This is Max's expensive leg wrapped up all pretty-like.

Max likes to walk in his stall. He does not like confinement. Not that horses should like to be locked in a 12 x 12 cage, but he handles it worse than most equines. In fact, he is an Einstein horse and has developed strategies to escape from his prison.

Video to come...

The suspense builds.