Horsing Around
I waited all day yesterday for the electric company that never came. I couldn't find much to bitch about though as laying about and not putting stress on my back seemed to be the way to go. The other morning while making coffee I coughed and my back popped. It comes in threes they say, first the flu, then the tooth and now the back. Am I bitching? Nah. It's all good, and I made a new friend this morning.
Meet Holly, pronounced oh-lee. Or the regular way, with a lengthening of the 'o', depending on the speaker's exposure to ingles.
He (she? My exposure to farm animals has been minimal, but it sure 'looked' like a 'he' during the bathroom break) is about a month old and came by to visit today. I did my best horse whispering and we bonded a bit.
I don't know why I do these things, but for those of you who can't get enough, a short clip of Holly eating some grass (which act was met with much approval from the owners. Holly's mom died during the birth).
