A Gift from Nana

Nana has been known to peruse Craigslist ads from time to time. Not that she's looking to make a purchase; it's more the online equivalent of window shopping. She happened to notice an ad for a reasonably priced kid-safe pony. She sent me a text asking if she bought a pony, would it be able to live with Flash.

She's Not a Toddler, She's a Horse!

I was going to take Shelby and Scarlet to the park after we finished at the barn. On our way out, Shelby seemed less interested in leaving than usual. Nobody else was there. I eyeballed the new round pen. I thought, maybe I'll just let them play in there for a while.

Bringing Baby to the Barn

Shelby's been going to the barn with me almost every day for a long time now. Starting when she was teeny tiny last winter, I would wrap her in my Baby K'Tan and cover us both with a big jacket. She would snuggle against my chest and watch everything. Sometimes she'd sleep the whole time.

What Scarlet Taught Shelby About Dogs

Scarlet has been a spectacular addition to our family from the beginning. She came to us through James' brother, who had her on a week-long trial basis to see if she would cohabitate well with the two dogs they already had. She'd been a solo pet before that. I took one look at her, and she took one look at me, and we knew we belonged to each other.

Sappy, right? But that's how it was.

Supplements & the New Wrap

Flash ran out of MSM and I didn't buy more because I've been planning on getting her on a new joint supplement, something stronger, something more effective. Now, she's a little more stiff. Her gait is a little choppier. But all in all, it turns out that the MSM want doing all that much.

I ordered new supplements from SmartPak. Flash will be having a much better joint supplement formulated for senior horses and a multivitamin formulated for senior horses that eat grass hay. They should arrive on the 20th. A week after that, if all goes well, Miss Flash will be feeling like the equine equivalent of a spring chicken.

A Post from Beyond the Grave

Today, we all went to the barn, but I forgot to bring a baby carrier. So I held Shelby while James cleaned the stall. Shelby got to touch Flash's nose.

I asked Flash, "So, do you think you'll be able to teach this little person to ride someday?"

In response, Flash nuzzled the side of Shelby's neck.

Shelby giggled.

And I died. The cute killed me. Well, almost. If Shelby had kissed Flash's nose, I'da been a gonner for sure.

The World Won't End if the Dishes Go Unwashed

During the time it's taking to recover from the removal of my very angry appendix, I've been unable to do much around the house, and I came to realize a few things.