This morning I went out to the barn and asked Copper what he would like to say to everybody in my blog. He’s been waiting to record his thoughts and philosophies on life for a long time now, and I’m the only person he has to dictate them to, but I’m often not available for that particular task so he just has to wait patiently. Which he does.
Copper is my 31-year-old Quarter Horse. He was kind of a hand-me-down many years ago from a neighbor who had no more use for him. He’s the oldest and wisest among us on this little homestead, and he could teach those equine Parelli students a thing or two. He’ll walk over anything, stand anywhere, talk to anybody, and he always minds. He is the only horse here who is allowed to roam totally free, no fences and no strings attached, because he knows a good thing when he’s got it and why would he ever want to go anywhere? He gets to eat three times a day, plus he has many fans who like to visit and shower him with attention and carrots. And oh. He kisses. On the lips.
So back to the question: “Copper, what would you like to say to everybody in my blog?”
Pause …………….
“What’s a blog??????” he asked.
I described a blog as best I could, and he told me he would ponder this question and get back to me on it.
Stay tuned.
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