The Bullsh*t Ending to My Day
So today was one of those days… The days that never seem to end and you just want to climb back up the stairs, change back into your pj’s and crawl into bed until the sun has set and risen once again. But, of course, you can’t. So, how does this hair-raising day end? One of my boarders is turning out her horse, O’Malley, into his pasture when she sees a tiny black thing running around IN the pasture. Not a cat. Not a dog. Not even some weird animal I can’t name. No, it’s one of our neighbors calves. A one day old bull to be exact… So people begin to gather (think we eventually got to 5) to attempt to put this 100 lb calf back into it’s own pasture. He was having none of it! Head-butting anything and everyone in sight and O’Malley calmly stands off to the side observing the hysterics. Then they both began to head towards the same gate (O’Malley and the calf, that is) and I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a large beast jump out of his skin so fast in regards to something that could, quite literally, walk underneath his belly… After what seemed like an eternity of people waving their arms, lots of head-butts, the mama cow mooing for her baby, and O’Malley keeping his distance, the poor terrified calf crawled back through the fence to his mom. All I can say is thank God for my boarder (thank you, Shannon!) and her level-headed horse. So now, I go to bed knowing that I already have one thing on my “To Do” list for tomorrow… Fix that fence.