This is Skippy, my Sister's Quarter horse. I was on the other side of the fence, petting Dotty the St. Bernard and Skippy snuck up behind me, leaned over the fence and was trying to bite my butt. For shame, for shame! Lucky for me, I felt something back there before he could sink his teeth in. Skippy is a smart horse, lazy as hell, but smart. A few years ago he figured out that if people saw him limping, they wouldn't ride him. So, the minute he saw my sister he would limp arund the lot. Tisha noticed that when she was standing at the kitchen window, he would be jumping around, chasing chickens and the dog. She would walk out the door and he would start limping again. She would go back inside and he would lose his limp. LOL, the gig was up for Skippy....his secret revealed and any pitty Tisha had for her poor limping horse went out the door.
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Hi Netter...glad that you made it safe and sound back home, but sorry that your still stick. That really sucks when that happens, especially when it comes to traveling, and being sick at the same time. Richard and I have been working our ASSES off on getting another site set up at www.myspace.com. Have you been there before? I love the pic of that horse...the limping story is really funny. :-)
Lexie
glad to hear that your not a peanut stealer. lol
I am sorry you got sick while you were in NE. That does happen to you a lot. Me too actually, I blame my mother's house. Underground houses are nice but too damp. We're all still a little sick but on the tail end of it now.
I wish that I could have been there to see this.
Lexie, that is an actual pic of Skippy I took after he tried to bite my butt. He's so naughty.
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