i would just die to have a photo to show my farrier. my farrier looks
like a little tiny monkey and he always has one cheek bulged out from
a chaw of tobacco. he is the homeliest little monkey man you could
ever see and his wife is like one of the most beautiful women you
could ever see. no one can figure it out. but he is sweet and funny
and caring and she is as beautiful as heidi klum or something. she is
about two feet taller than him. I remember one day he just totally
shamed me completely. he said "what are you doing for mothers day"
and i basically, since my mom died, try to forget mothers day exists,
and I said "oh I dont know, go for a ride i guess, my moms passed away
so I cant really celebrate mothers day..." and he said "well you
could go clean off her grave" and i hemmed and hawed and said "well,
she isnt buried near here its about an hours drive from here" and he
said " well that would be a nice sunday drive, going to clean up
around your mamas grave," just real happy and cheery and I was
feeling like a sort of worm wanting to go for a ride instead of
driving two hours roundtrip to rake around my mamas grave.... anyway,
thats the kinda person he is. his favorite of all my equines and he
doesnt try to hide it is curly ray. he says come on heah lil buddy
and lets get you cleaned up all handsome..." and then he grins around
his chaw of tobacco when curly flattens his ears at him haha. he owns
standardbreds and drives them on long campout rides. his wife wears
merle norman makeup and skin tight jeans looking glorious the whole
way, fanning herself like cleopatra on a barge.
Janice--
yipie tie yie yo
