Ramblings from the Desert

The man who trades freedom for security does not deserve nor will he ever receive either. ~Benjamin Franklin

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Author of the urban fantasy novel, The Music of Chaos, and the paranormal romance, The Canvas Thief.

Wednesday, August 10, 2005

Beat Head Against Wall

Pointless conversation with Nikster the Wonder Horse.

ME: You have to stop digging holes all over the paddock. You're a horse, not a gopher.
NIK: Carrot?
ME: Yesterday, the wheelbarrow got mired in your latest excavation.
NIK: Carrot, now.
ME: One of these days, you're going to trip in one and hurt those skinny legs.
ME: We can't afford the vet bill.
NIK: Bored. Me bite something.
ME: Ow! And we'll take you to the glue factory. You'll seal up the Christmas card envelopes. At least you'll be useful.
NIK: Fun. Do over.
ME: Don't you bite me again.
NIK: Don't dig, don't bite, what can I do?
ME: And about the fencing you've torn.
NIK: Blah, blah, blah, stupid human. Bored. What do? Dig hole!
ME: [Putting self in timeout.]

Because the wheelbarrow did indeed get caught in Nikster's Crater, spilling horse shit everywhere. Most odious horse task, however, is not shoveling horse apples. It's moving bales of hay. Because I'm horribly allergic to his dinner and I break out in hives, sneeze, etc.

Busy Wednesday. Got writing chat this afternoon. Have a good slump, er, hump day.

Pat K.


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